Wait, what.

I accidentally grabbed the longest straw in the world for my medium coffee. I realized I had grabbed the wrong straw when I unsheathed it, but the thought of having to walk two feet back to the counter to get a smaller straw in front of all of the people who saw me just pick up and waste a long straw filled me with so much anxiety that I bee-lined it to the staircase to get away from the situation as quickly as possible.

I feel like the Queen of Nerd Palace right now.