Earlier today, I wrote about a story for the day job. In it, a man did something pretty stupid, and also very tool-ish, and I thought about it for a bit.
I needed to talk about it here, just a bit.
You see, this jackwagon pulled a gun on a worker at a Popeye’s in Louisiana.
The Jefferson Parish Sheriff’s Office arrested a man accused of pointing a gun at the manager of a Marrero Popeyes during a dispute over condiments, according to authorities.
Earl Jethroe, 59, of Marrero walked into the Popeyes located at 7100 West Bank Expressway just after 3:30 p.m. Friday (Nov. 30) and ordered a meal from the fried chicken restaurant, said Capt. Jason Rivarde, spokesman for the department.
Jethroe apparently took issued with the condiments provided by employees, the report indicates. Jethroe’s arrest report makes no mention of reason for his sauce dissatisfaction – whether he hadn’t received enough or if he’d requested a different flavor.
But the manager allegedly refused Jethroe’s request to make amends for the perceived condiment shortcoming, according to JPSO. That’s when Jethroe threw his chicken across the counter, pulled a pistol from his waistband and pointed it at the manager, the arrest report said.
For one thing, this jackass decided that might made right. He figured that he was armed and no one else is, so he could do what he wanted. Might makes right, and all that jazz.
This is why I wrote about the need to find balance in your life. You can’t be switched on all the time, convinced in your own badassitude, and stuff like this not eventually happen. You start to buy into the idea that you can do whatever you want.
If this guy, Earl Jethroe, had acted like the manager in the restaurant was fully prepared to end his life, he’d have acted very differently. Most likely, anyway. He’d have probably been far more polite.
More importantly, though, he wouldn’t be facing prison time because he just had to be a hard ass.
This is the kind of thing that bothers me. It’s what people like me are accused of wanting for the entire world, when it’s not. Not even close.
If this guy is guilty of what he’s accused of doing, then I want him to go to prison. He’s not just making us look bad, but he endangered human life over some damn condiments.
Oddly enough, the posts where I talk about not ending up like this aren’t the ones that people flock to. I don’t get responses on them. Readers just don’t seem to care all that much for that kind content.
But I’m going to keep writing it, if for no other reason than to make sure people don’t get the idea that I condone anything of the sort.
To be fair, I’m pretty sure none of you do either.
Yet in this day and age, one can never be too careful on this kind of thing.