McDonald's v. suicide?

I read a story yesterday about a teenager who attempted suicide but changed his mind halfway through and settled instead for a breakfast burrito. I find this utterly unfathomable. Essentially, this kid douses his living room with gasoline and strikes a match, intending to end it all via fire. Shortly after the fire is lit, however, he changes his mind and decides that life is in fact worth living. He tries in vain to extinguish the fire. Although, by the sound of this kid, I doubt he tried very hard. I doubt he has tried very had at anything in his life. Instead, he leaves his trailer home (of course) and drives to McDonald's for breakfast without telling a soul about the fire. While the house is ablaze and the family, neighbors and firefighters frantically try to put out the fire and figure out what is going on, he leisurely enjoys a breakfast burrito at McDonald's. Afterward, he drives to his cousin's house to ask if he wants to play video games. I'm pretty sure I want to be friends with this kid.