My sister, mother, and I were standing in a queue at the Sam’s Club café. The whole time I was waiting, I was repeating to myself what my order 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 distracted by his attractiveness so rather than requesting the pizza, I assertively said “one popcorn please”, which SAMs Club food court has none of. Once I realized my mistake, I screamed out “noooo”, drawing the attention of 50 people. Ashamed, I ran away and my mom and sister had to fetch me the slice of pizza from my refuge in the cold section. To this day, I plead with people to order for me when anyone even slightly good-looking is working the cash register.