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TIFU by Trying to Flirt with the Pizza Guy

This technically happened yesterday but I (23/F) couldn't post till today because I was so mortified I was crying about it when it happened so please forgive me.

So for Christmas I got a gift card for my favorite fast food pizza joint the next state over. Usually it's a trip reserved for Friday nights but I convinced my mom to bring me last night. I had also recently been trying to use a bit of makeup because my hair is short and I want to feel pretty and feminine.

Everything was going well, me and mom were getting along, I was able to order my extra cheesy Alfredo specialty pizza even though it was no longer on the menu, life was good.

Once I got to the place the rather cute guy running the register informed me that it would be out shortly. Cue the start of an elaborate FU that shows my life in a nutshell;

I decided that I would casually slip the guy my number on a napkin once he gave me the pizza and play the shy-girl-runs-off cliche.

I slipped him the note being careful not to throw it at him (that has also happened before and no, the guy didn't call me that time either) and went to make my exit.

Due to me being an extremely anxious person and very nervous about the whole thing (I was shaking as if I was robbing the joint instead of giving a guy my number) I stumbled and the pizza began to wobble. It then hit the doorframe just right as I attempted to save it and the pizza fell cheese face down on the ground. Mind you, it had just come out of the oven and thus the molten cheese slipped off the slices and into a hot mess on the floor.

The guy didn't notice for a second as I bumble to try to do something, anything to save a shred of dignity and then I hear "miss, are you ok? Omg, I'll make you a new one on the house!"

Now me being me I felt the need to try to clean the mess and began the futile task of scooping the slices back into the box and taking a napkin from my pocket to try to clean the goopy cheese on the floor.

The guy continued to say he would clean in, please don't burn your hands, I'll make you a new one, etc. but I was near tears at this point and just tried to laugh and quickly told him goodnight and ran out the door to burst into tears in my mom's car.

Unsurprisingly I haven't heard from him and now won't at all because I changed my number for unrelated reasons. I am NOT going back there for a very long time for all the pizza in the world.

TL;DR: Tried to act shy and cute in front of the pizza guy only to spectacularly drop my pizza face down on the floor as I was leaving.

Edit: to the people in the comments saying I'm disgusting and he didn't have a way out, I left my number on the table and tried to leave. No pressure, totally up to him whether or not he threw it out.

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