My Chick-Fi-A Ethic

Since at least 1998, I have been boycotting Chick-Fi-A. I know some people just found out recently that they hate gays and are massively fundamentalist Christian, but this has been kind of there thing for a long time.

Still, whenever I am at a mall and they have someone outside the store giving out free samples, I always make a point to get one. I do this for a lot of reasons. First, even though I am an apostate to Judaism, I still have enough Jew in me that I can’t pass up something that’s free. As Eric Cartman from South Park put it my, “Jew blood won’t allow it.”

Anti-semetic stereotypes aside, I do love fast food and Chick-Fi-A’s chicken isn’t bad. I know some people love it, but I just think it is pretty good. Good enough to eat for free, but not good enough to over-look their hateful beliefs.

Which brings me to my final reason for taking their free samples; it costs them money! I won’t give them a dime, but I will take anything they will give me knowing that it costs them at least a few cents. That’s money not donated to Christian hate groups.

Has Chick-Fi-A been in the news again? Why am I talking about this today? Well, yesterday, my family and I went to a local town festival and one of the many sponsors was Chick-Fi-A. They were handing out free sandwiches so I made sure to grab one. They also handed out free coupon cards.

This morning, I just so happened to be driving near a Chick-Fi-A and I had that free coupon card in my pocket. So I went to their drive-throw for the first time and ordered my free food. The lady who took my order was very nice and when I asked her what sauces they had she rattled off the list with a smile. I did get the impression that she was surprised that I didn’t know what sauces they had and part of me was very tempted to explain that I don’t hate gays, so I don’t usually go to Chick-Fi-A. But that might have been a bit mean and too Christian of me. So I just decided to write this blog post while eating my free Chick-Fi-A chicken and dipping it in the multiple sauces I asked for which also costs them a little bit of money. Hate tastes good when it is served up with poetic justice.