Two Idiots with Tracers

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I was once a member and range officer of a good sized range in TN. The people I had to deal with sometime was unbelievable. Like once a cold line was called and we had flashing red lights that were mounted under the roof above the shooting benches that were turned on when the line was cold and signs that told you that when the line was cold you were not even supposed to touch your firearm. There were only three benches occupied that day two on the far right and one on the far left of 25 benches. The people on the far right were down at the 100 yards target back posting new targets when BOOM comes from the bench on the far left. I go running toward this bench yelling cease fire. When I get there the fellow says "what's the problem they were way over there on the right." I kicked him off the range and his membership was revoked and he was band from EVER being on the range again. Then there was Wild Bill Dumb A^^ I call him. Brand new member shows up to the range looking like someone out of the 1950s cowboy movies, two gun rig and all. Gets out all his "cowboy action shooting stuff" then proceeds to drag out these steel popper targets and starts to set them up at 10 yards. I go over and stop him and point out to him the signs posted telling him that for safety reasons of bullets bouncing back in the past and hitting people the range rules are no steel closer than 50 yards. He basically tells me, they did it this way in Ohio where he moved from, and he paid his membership and he would do what he wanted to. So as I was trained to do I pull out my new flip cell phone, this was a while back, and dial 911 for the police. He gets all upset and starts loading up all his stuff in his SUV but the police must have been driving by the range because it had been less than 5 minutes they show up. I explain the situation and they escort the fellow off the property and I report him to the club officers and they revoke his membership. The most dangerous people were the know it all, "I am a military veteran" they would tell me, people. These were the ones that would bring junk to the range and as soon as they had a problem with it the first thing they would do was turn that hot weapon and point it right down the firing line at somebody beside them trying to figurer out what was wrong. It is like an old fellow used to tell me, "You can fix ignorance with education but stupid is to the bone."