A Florida attorney attending a wedding reception became angry when two young girls cut ahead of him in the buffet line. Mark Roher approached the girls’ father and asked him to do something about it. The man ignored him, leaving Roher no choice. He grabbed the father and smashed a plate over his head, and a melee ensued.

Roher was charged with aggravated battery with a deadly weapon and was bailed out of Palm Beach County Jail after his $1,000 bond was met.

I’m not sure what Roher did after that, but I bet he didn’t go home, sit down and scream at himself: “I’m an idiot in dire need of professional help!” If past is prologue, I believe he’s just getting started. Here’s what I think his future holds:

He will find himself in a supermarket express lane behind an eighty-year-old woman with eleven cans of cat food. As his blood boils while she searches for three pennies in her change purse, he will explode and begin swatting her with a rolled-up National Enquirer magazine. He will eventually be dragged away by the store’s assistant manager, heaved into a shopping cart, and shoved out into a busy street.

Weeks later, Mr. Roher’s neighbors will descend upon his house upon seeing him wildly strangling his neighbor who borrowed his lawn mower weeks before and had not yet returned it. After pleads for him to stop fail, he will be forced to flee one of the neighbors wielding a buzzing weed wacker.

One month after that, he’ll notice a UPS delivery man casually drop a package marked “Fragile” on his front steps. An enraged Attorney Roher will attempt to give the gentleman an atomic wedgie. The driver will fight back, and the combatants will wrestle each other down the front steps, onto the lawn. The fight will conclude with both men being maced by a concerned FedEx delivery man who happened to be driving by.

Three months later, Roher will serve six months’ probation following a pickle ball ruckus.

A day after his probation ends, he will choke a Starbucks barista for misspelling “Roher” on his Pistachio Frappuccino cup.

After posting bail for the seventh time in two months, police will be called to his house after neighbors once again complain of him screaming out his window, “I’m mad as hell for no particular reason, and I’m not going to take it anymore!”

And finally, after being sentenced once again to attend an anger management class, he will be sentenced to attend a really, really, extreme anger management class.

I’d like to think there’s hope for Mr. Roher, but I’m not holding my breath. Why? Who breaks a plate over someone’s head at a wedding?

Comedy writer Ben Alper has written for Jay Leno, David Letterman and others. He is the author of “Live From the Beginning of Time: Late Night Comedy Monologues Through the Ages”