Giving women drivers a bad name

Okay, Lady at the petrol station. You had obviously already filled up your car. You saw pull up and wait patiently behind you.  Your friend pointed out that I was waiting.  You just kept chatting away.  Your friend looked uncomfortable and she left.  Then you have a long conversation with your child in the back of the car.  Then you pay.  You didn't pay already.  10 minutes of my life I will never get back, you inconsiderate harpy.

On my way out of the gym, a woman talking on her phone and looking into her visor mirror nearly rear-ends me.  

Come on, women.  Let's get it together or the jokes will never stop.