My sister, mother, and I were standing in a queue at the Sam’s Club food court. 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 yelling at me. As we got up to the cashier to pay, I got thrown off by his cuteness so instead of asking for the pizza, I boldly said “one popcorn please”, which SAMs Club café has none of. As soon as I understood my mistake, I yelled out “noooo”, drawing the attention of 50 people. Embarrassed, I ran away and my mom and sister had to fetch me the slice of pizza from my refuge in the freezer section. To this day, I plead with people to order for me when anyone even slightly good-looking is working the cash register.