In my junior year of high school, a boy invited me on a date. He rented a Redbox movie and made a pizza. We were watching the movie and then the oven beeped so the pizza was finished. He looked directly at me and said, “This is the worst part.” I then saw him open the oven and take the pizza out with his naked hands, rack and all, shouting at the top of his lungs. We didn't have a second date.