“Legally Blonde,” “The Devil Wears Prada” and “Hidden Figures” are just a few of my favorite movies that prove women, no matter what, are amazing and can do incredible things.

All these movies break down stereotypes that women, whether they are bubbly and girly or tomboyish and hardcore, can accomplish anything they set their minds to.

However, no matter how much women have accomplished we are still boxed in.

For example, I went to get an oil change for my car because the new models require a professional handling it.

I thought it would be around $80 with tax. It came out to be around $100. I didn’t think twice about it — until I got home.

My parents were upset with two factors. First, why did it come out to that much and, secondly, why wasn’t my brother there with me to prevent it from happening.

Because my whole life, I’ll need a big strong man with me.

From my father, to my brother and to my future husband, I will always have a man with me who can handle it. While I love my brother and father, and will always be happy for their help, I should be able to go and pay for a service that is fairly priced.

Ultimately the issue was sort of resolved, with the company claiming I wasn’t overcharged and their employee did nothing wrong — that my car requires five and one-half cans of oil and they usually don’t charge my family the full six.

This time, the employee did.

Why was I charged this time? How is it when my father or brother come it is free of charge? Because I am a woman or because your gender bias believes I should be grateful for you doing me this favor?

I am furious to have to admit there is truth to the pink tax. The term is used to explain the extra amount women are charged for routine services. Vehicle maintenance is one of them.

I just experienced it.

My mom told me something I’ll never forget.

“Because you’re short and have [a] baby-face — people will take advantage of you, so you have to make sure you’re extra prepared and have a mean smug,” she said.

It was like a rewind button went off in my head, all the different incidents that have occurred to me over the years popped up in my mind like a movie.

All this time, I thought I was killing them with kindness when in reality the kindness was killing me.

It’s time to stop boxing women in the 1950s cage, making them stay at home, give birth to kids, clean and cook.

Women are entrepreneurs, business owners, hardworking and accomplished.

Just because I’m girly and like pink doesn’t mean I can’t handle business. This is for all those people who judge me before they get to know me.

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