In my junior year of high school, a guy asked me to a date. He picked up a Redbox movie and prepared a pizza. We were watching the movie when the oven beeped so the pizza was ready. He looked directly at me and said, “This is the worst part.” I then watched him open the oven and pull the pizza out with his naked hands, including the rack, yelling at the top of his lungs. We didn't have a second date.