Like snowflakes, no two of us are alike. I walk through the door without a thought of being discriminated against. If I were, I would be surprised, indignant, might ask for a manager. I wouldn't go back, and I'd tell them and anyone who wanted to listen, why. None of these things have happened. I don't hide my orientation. Marcy and I show affection in public when we want, unless we're in an obviously dangerous place (you won't likely find us in such a place).
So, yeahhhh.....if they want to decal the window, I'll smile, but I want to go anywhere anyone does without having to give it a thought.
Bev