Dear leftards: Think Chic-Fil-A.
Indeed.
In the summer of 2012, at the height of the leftie’s “boycott” of Chic-Fil-A, I stopped at a Chic-Fil-A just outside San Antonio to get lunch for my daughter and me.
It took me 5 passes in the parking lot to get a space. We got inside and every register was manned and the lines were all the way to the wall. The workers were cheerful, exceedingly polite and swamped. It was like a Chinese fire drill, except very organized and efficient.
It was like that across the country for months.
I’m sure Hobby Lobby would love to be a victim of that kind of boycott.