Because I don’t have a driver’s license, but: Though I appreciate Adam Schaeffer’s point about the silliness (and expense) of mandatory full-service gas stations, I actually, as the back-seat driver who often does the directions and pumping, prefer the full-service one. Not because I am lazy or handicapped, but not that coordinated and more nervous about these things than Woody Allen at his most neurotic. Always half expect to do something ridiculously wrong with a gas pump in hand. But perhaps this attitude comes from being a tri-state girl from birth: If you were in a car growing up, you were always leaving the city (and living not too far from the Lincoln tunnel, never took too long), and, headed to N.J. for some tax-free clothes shopping or some other wonder of the Garden State.