Decisive, moi.

Ordering a naked burrito at Tortilla.

Him: Lettuce or Rice base?
Moi: Bit of both, please.

H: Which meat?
M: Bit of steak, and a bit of carnitas, please.

H: Which salsa?
M: Bit of pico, and a bit of habanero, please.

I’m great at making decisions.
Except when they don’t matter.