Pro-women's rights, anti-pumping gas

There is nothing pleasant about filling the car up with gas. The smell is awful. It's inevitably 90 degrees, freezing cold, or pouring rain when I hit empty. The music they play over the loudspeakers is horrible and I'm constantly afraid of pulling a Garden State and driving off with the hose thing still connected to my car. {Not an irrational fear. I get a little preoccupied sometimes.}

I propose we bring back the whole "women can't pump their own gas," thing. Don't get me wrong, I'm all for women's rights but that is one that I'd gladly give up. Ideally, we could just hit that sweet spot after women were allowed to drive and before we were allowed to pump our own gas.

Just another one of my platforms for when I run for office. Vote for me in 2030. {It rhymes.}