My sister, mother, and I were standing in a long line at the Sam’s Club café. The entire time I was waiting, I was repeating to myself what my request would be “one slice of cheese pizza please”, my mind was constantly yelling at me. As we got up to the cashier to pay, I got sidetracked by his cuteness so rather than asking for the pizza, I confidently said “one popcorn please”, which SAMs Club food court has doesn’t sell. Once I understood my mistake, I shouted out “noooo”, drawing the attention of 50 people. Ashamed, I fled and my mom and sister had to deliver to me the slice of pizza from my refuge in the freezer section. To this day, I beg people to do the ordering for me when anyone remotely attractive is working the cash register.