Janitor with a Gun

Last week a local middle school needed some work done on some system or another and called in a specialty repair/cleaning crew.

While working on the system in the area of the custodians' office they had reason to move out the computer keyboard. Behind the keyboard they found a handgun.

They immediately reported the find to their supervisor who advised the school authorities who called the higher-ups at the school corporate offices who immediately met with the custodian.

The janitor told the administrators that he had inadvertently driven to work with the gun in his truck. When he realized that he had the gun, he brought it into the school and hid it for the day intending to remove it and take it back home that evening. He is fully licensed to carry the weapon and was certified in gun safety.

This is where the story gets very interesting....

The custodian immediately resigned his position saying he knows that parents and school officials will have a hard time trusting him in the future to be around students.

Read that last sentence again.

Instead of trying to justify his actions, instead of claiming that he did nothing wrong, instead of insisting he is a victim of vindictive school personnel,instead of suing the school system for harassment or unlawful termination,  he resigned.

Just like that.

Regardless of what you believe about gun-control laws, or how you feel about a person who has a weapon yet apparently doesn't keep track of it all that well, I think the message here is one we should all learn.

When you make a mistake, own up to it.

When you make a mistake, think about the impact that mistake will have on others.

When you make a mistake, quickly make every effort to 'make it right.'

I like this guy.  And in a world made up of millions of folks with no moral compass, I applaud him.

And that's what I think about it.

Randomness - Bits and Pieces of Life

 "Move to Indiana," the kids said. "We have mild winters," they said. The weekend we moved the area got hit with 19 inches of snow...with only three road scrapers in the county. That was ten years ago. Last week the temperatures dipped to -7 degrees, with a windchill of -14. Granted it was cold all over the country but it did bring back memories of their words that lured us to southern Indiana.

The lure was the family but I like to 'awful-ize.'
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And that's what I think about it.