"Ah yes, let's fucking ROB a KITCHEN with a POCKET KNIFE, when my would-be victims are surrounded by knives of all shapes and sizes, pans heavy enough to crack someone's skull, cleavers that could take my limbs off in one swing, literal BOILING LIQUIDS in HUGE pots, and they're also SERVICE WORKERS who are probably homicidal from the bullshit customers pull in a regular day's work and are just looking for an excuse to kill someone legally. Surely I won't get done like Julius Caesar."
I mean, yeah, sure, but those are service workers. If you know anything about that kinda stuff is that most of those people (and anyone who deals with customers face to face in a daily basis) are repressing YEARS of near-homicidal rage and are just itching to take it out on someone. And who deserves it more than some dude waltzing into a restaurant with an inadequate weapon and threatening the lives of workers who have enough weapons around them to recreate Caesar's assassination?
Like, I don't think it's about the job, it's more about the fact they're trying someone on the verge of snapping!