My sister, mother, and I were waiting in a long line at the Sam’s Club food court. The whole time I was waiting, I was mentally rehearsing what my order would be “one slice of cheese pizza please”, my mind was continuously yelling at me. When we got up to the counter to pay, I got distracted by his cuteness so rather than asking for the pizza, I assertively said “one popcorn please”, which SAMs Club café has none of. As soon as I noticed my mistake, I screamed out “noooo”, loud enough for 50 people to look at me. Embarrassed, I ran away and my mom and sister had to deliver to me the slice of pizza from my finding place in the freezer section. To this day, I ask people to order for me when anyone vaguely attractive is at the register.