My sister, mom, and I were waiting in a long line at the Sam’s Club food court. The entire time I was waiting, I was mentally rehearsing what my request would be “one slice of cheese pizza please”, my mind was constantly yelling at me. As we approached the counter to pay, I got sidetracked by his cuteness so rather than asking for the pizza, I boldly said “one popcorn please”, which SAMs Club café has doesn’t sell. As soon as I understood my mistake, I screamed out “noooo”, so loudly that 50 people looked at me. Mortified, I ran away and my mom and sister had to deliver to me the pizza slice from my refuge in the freezer section. To this day, I ask people to do the ordering for me when anyone even slightly good-looking is at the register.