Strange night last night. I almost got into a fight because I refused to serve a woman who was very obviously pregnant. It’s a strange argument once you break it down. I believe in freedom. I believe in a woman’s right to choose. I believe in drinking. I even believe that having children can be a good thing (not from experience yet). I also believe that I have the right to refuse service to anybody (legally true). I just have a hard time watching a pregnant woman smoke and drink. It’s her body, it’s her baby, but it’s my bar (when I’m tending it) and I just can’t be a part of what it is she’s doing. I’ve had some people agree with me, saying I did the right thing and I’ve had others tell me that it’s none of my fucking business and my job is to serve alcohol to those of legal age who want to buy it. Who knows? What I do know is that something within me can’t or won’t serve alcohol to a pregnant woman. I’m sure she’ll get it somewhere else and it’s not my problem. I guess that’s the sad fact for most of us…out of sight, out of mind. Only this time, it stuck in my mind. Any opinions out there?