Have you ever been banned from something or thrown out of anywhere?
Do tell.
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who was butchering his job calling balls and strikes! That's it....been clean for 40 years!
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If that makes me sound like a bad-ass, I'll just add that it was a karaoke bar, and they threw me out for doing the scream during the Beatles' 'Revolution.
So, not that bad-ass, actually...
It was my room mate's friend's fault, though. And 2 AM. That's my story and I'm sticking to it. 
Oh yeah, a friend and I got tossed from a black bar in Oxen Hills, Md for wearing sneakers. Pretty serious dress code they had. 
For posting the word... YAWN 
. After much soul searching I realized that I didn't care. Too much man bashing anyway, IMHO.
Why ? For getting overly shitfaced at a convention. They quietly let me back in a few months later lol My dad was so ashamed of me. 
with my roomate. it was the 70's. she said some guy in her chemistry class told her to drop by. so we went over there. there were only the guys who lived in the house and some type of weird band. it was a really small apartment. there were bowls of rolled up joints and kegs. but, we were the only girls there. it was odd. we sat down and proceeded to light a joint and then someone came up and told us to leave. we did not know why we were asked to leave. it was so odd. once we got outside we laughed and laughed and laughed
"Also, this particular booker had a history of calling the Pasadena CA cops on the bands that smoked cannabis in the alley behind the club."
Yeah, 'cause goddess knows THAT'S never happened before. 
I was referring to the smoking pot behind the building before, during and after each set. I always thought it was pretty close to obligatory. 
Me and a buddy had a grand thought a day before school opened. We would cement all the doors and windows shut and see if the school could open on time.
They did not and school opened a day late.
We thought we were scott free and got away with it. About a week later the MP's show up at school, take my buddy and I out of class and bring us to the Provost Marshall where his father was their and my step father was there looking like they had just been chewed out and was gonna pass in on.
I was under the rule, you'll never take me alive coppers! but within 5 minutes they pulled the "your buddy told us everything" routine, and our master plan fell to pieces.
We were both expelled from the school and we had to go to a secondary school for the entire 7th grade. I think I just got off groundation for it last week, and I just turned 39! 
We do have a friend that is now a teacher there and that our story is part of the "lore" at the school.
Oh and Disneyland once. No, twice! 
That was back when the national and local stations were reorganizing to a more corporate radio sound, getting rid of what they called "crazy quilt programming." In other words, they wanted clean, homogenized, and thus sterile, programming.
I didn't like it, and often argued with Garland Ganter about their programming and station decisions and policies (I had my own show for several years prior to the changes.) I remember an argument I had with him at a volunteer meeting where it took literally twenty minutes to dig through all the rhetoric and get him to admit that whatever latest policy change was indeed a "political" decision, and had no basis in reality.
They then manufactured a reason to get me thrown off my time slot (having too many people at the station after hours.) I knew it was manufactured, because the guy that took my place turned his opportunity to have my slot into a reason to throw a party. I know this because I watched and counted the number of people that went into the station (it was over fifteen; I had been thrown out for having three other people in the station and on my show.) And it didn't matter what I had witnessed, they didn't want me at the station any longer, even as a voluntary producer of other friends' shows.
Finally, I showed up at one of the monthly and open to the public station meetings, only to be barred from entering the station by Garland (he physically barred my entry to the building, which is an old house in the middle of Montrose) and told never to come back, that I was banned from the premises.
Thankfully, that corporate takeover was squashed, and I've since been allowed back at the station, though if I ever have a radio show again, I'll do it online
For having a French fry fight.
Still awesome! 
I liked Darwin's for:
1. Red Hots - shots of cinnamon schnapps with a dash of Tabasco.
Great on a cold night.
2. The clientele. Really interesting mix. College professors, airline pilots (me), oil patch workers, geology engineers, etc., etc.
3. The staff. All female ranging from 'cute' to downright gorgeous.
(Sexist pig!)
4. FREE POPCORN!
There were a couple of rules at Darwin's.
1. You didn't overtly hit on the staff. 'Mild' flirting was OK.
2. You didn't cross staff.
They had the ultimate and final word.
If a waitress or the bartender told you to leave, you left.
If not, Darwin would step in, and that would not be good.
One night I was chatting with a guy (complete stranger) next to me at the bar.
It was that kind of place.
He made some remark to the bartender that she misunderstood.
"OUT!"
He tried to explain.
Darwin came over.
"She says you're out, you're OUT!"
I tried to intervene and explain.
"OK, buster. You're out too!"
I left, but boy was I pissed.
I boycotted the place for a couple of weeks, but I couldn't stay away.
The place was just so much damn fun.
That took some doing. Congratulations.
I was banned from the Creation Museum when my atheist group visited shortly after it opened... I was banned from Six Flags Great Adventure in NJ for wearing a Mister Rogers T-Shirt that had a nice picture of him on it, above saying 'Can you say Fuck it' and beneath 'I knew you could'... Several bars... A hobby shop when I was a kid, we were racing slot cars and thought it would be cool to light one on fire while racing it... I'm sure there are more 
