To be honest i do not think that there was a time where i felt anonymous. But I guess something that comes somewhat related to that are times when you are afraid to admit something you did. There are many times in one’s life where you are either scared or ashamed to admit you did something. There was a time where, at work, there was a delivery and I forgot to give the guy his utensils. So anyways they go do the delivery and the guy calls back saying that we forgot his fork and spoon. And so i’m like “****” and I got it ready for him. When the delivery guy came back I told him about it and I admitted it because it was my fault but at the same time i was scared because he got pissed because it was cold outside and he does the delivery on a bicycle. So yeah i know it was my fault.  Â