I very recently saw a post going around about a woman pumping her gas while her boyfriend sat in the car. It went on to say how no gentleman would actually allow his girlfriend to pump her gas, it should be done for her.

I felt a few different emotions, for a few different reasons.

My initial feeling was anger.

I don't need anything to be done for me. I'm not one to complain about little things, but I pride myself in being able to do things on my own. The day I need a man to pump my gas for me is the day I lose that pride.

My second thought was equality.

As women, especially currently, we're trying so hard to prove that we can do anything men can do. Why when it comes to doing little things like covering the tab or pumping your own gas is that frowned upon?

I'm the type of girl that would scream from the rooftops: "HEY I JUST BOUGHT MY BOYFRIEND FOOD, AND PUMPED MY OWN GAS...WHAT OF IT?"

Here's the kicker in all of this,

if I were to leave the article at this, you'd jump right to assuming: "He doesn't treat her right."

So even though I shouldn't have to, I will argue on his behalf that he asks to do these things for me, but he respects I don't want them done.

"I got this babe."

His response?

"I know you do."

That's a way better feeling than not having to get out of my car to fill up my tank. To know someone respects the way you want things done, even if it's not what the rest of the world wants to see.

It doesn't affect me the way it would him. Someone sees me pumping my own gas and they automatically jump to the conclusion that he doesn't do anything for me. Even though I had to fight him on staying in the car, the rest of the world is so quick to snap a picture, just to post it and bash the guy for doing what the girl asked of him.

I'm sure that's not the case for every guy and girl, but even if it's not, is it really something to get so butt-hurt over?

So what the girl has to get out and fill up HER tank with HER money.

Equality right?

I want to be treated the same, so I should learn to do the same things.

So if you see me outside pumping my own gas while my boyfriend rides shotgun. Don't worry, I'll be okay.

Not only will I be okay, but I'll even fill my own tank, with my own money, and I'll be proud as hell to drive around knowing it all came from me.

I'm grateful to have someone in my life who cares enough about me that wants to help me in any little way he can, but I'm even more appreciative that the person in my life can respect when I want to do things on my own.

Maybe it'll get him and me both a few bad names, but I'd rather be called those names than not feel pride for what I'm able to manage on my own.

So thank you, yes, thank you..but I can pump my gas on my own, thanks.