My sibling, mom, and I were standing in a queue at the Sam’s Club food court. The whole time I was waiting, I was practicing in my head what my request would be “one slice of cheese pizza please”, my mind was constantly screaming at me. As we approached the cashier to pay, I got distracted by his cuteness so rather than asking for the pizza, I confidently said “one popcorn please”, which SAMs Club café has doesn’t sell. As soon as I understood my mistake, I yelled out “noooo”, loud enough for 50 people to look at me. Mortified, I fled and my mom and sister had to fetch me the pizza slice from my finding place in the frozen food aisle. To this day, I ask people to do the ordering for me when anyone even slightly good-looking is at the register.