My sister, mother, and I were waiting in a long line at the Sam’s Club café. The entire time I was waiting, I was mentally rehearsing what my request would be “one slice of cheese pizza please”, my mind was continuously screaming at me. As we reached the counter to pay, I got thrown off by his attractiveness so rather than asking for the pizza, I assertively said “one popcorn please”, which SAMs Club food court has none of. As soon as I realized my mistake, I yelled out “noooo”, loud enough for 50 people to look at me. Ashamed, I fled and my mom and sister had to deliver to me the slice of pizza from my finding place in the cold section. To this day, I plead with people to do the ordering for me when anyone even slightly good-looking is working the cash register.