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RED HEN Stephanie Wilkinson

RED HEN Stephanie Wilkinson

You have a lovely 
Establishment
Yet you allowed 
Yourself not
to think 
Of your Business
Rather you gave
in to the 
prejudices
of your Employees

Not a good business
decision!
Personal Convictions
should never
take precedence
over human decency

No one believes
that your heart
has malice
rather 
You allowed 
a personal belief
to cloud
Your entrepreneurial
Judgement...................

Ask Jack Phillips
You can't
have your
cake 
and eat
it too!
And in this
case
you became
the very
symbol
you claim
to be against
and that is
Intolerance
 

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YourJoe

I just wonder if the health inspector will be examining every inch of the establishment with a fine tooth comb.

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GREG TUCKER THE...

I don't know Joe, but I hope not.  I am just sadden that we live in a society where people are beginning to try to control one another in every aspect of their lives.  Sarah should have never been refused service.  I also believe that the Baker should have baked a cake for the couple in question.  I don't believe either party should be forced to though.  They are private owners and should be able to refuse service. However with that said,  if we could just be kind and serve someone anyway, is it too hard to ask? It is called human decency.  

This is why I am writing on the subject.  

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