Other co-workers used to know him as a kid, and described him as perfectly normal and even a nice fellow to hang around with. Until he got acquainted with hard drugs. Now, it’s pretty much impossible to find him sober. It’s difficult to have a conversation with him.
Anyone batshit enough to provide the official statement “Because I really fucking felt like it” when asked why they did a certain thing wrong, should get a pass at least once.
I don’t think “wanting” to do something counts enough as a valid reason to do things. Of course, like everything, this idea should be duct taped tightly to a healthy dosage of common sense. Lemme ‘splain.