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 constantly yelling at me. As we reached the cashier to pay, I got thrown off by his attractiveness so instead of requesting the pizza, I confidently said “one popcorn please”, which SAMs Club café has none of. As soon as I noticed my mistake, I yelled out “noooo”, loud enough for 50 people to look at me. Mortified, I ran away and my mom and sister had to bring me the pizza slice from my finding place in the frozen food aisle. To this day, I beg people to do the ordering for me when anyone vaguely attractive is at the register.