My sibling, mother, and I were standing in a queue at the Sam’s Club café. The entire time I was waiting, I was repeating to myself what my request would be “one slice of cheese pizza please”, my mind was continuously yelling at me. As we approached the cashier to pay, I got thrown off by his good looks so instead of requesting the pizza, I confidently said “one popcorn please”, which SAMs Club food court has none of. Once I noticed my mistake, I screamed out “noooo”, drawing the attention of 50 people. Ashamed, I ran away and my mom and sister had to deliver to me the slice of pizza from my hiding spot in the freezer section. To this day, I plead with people to order for me when anyone even slightly good-looking is at the register.