client: You know at my first meeting when I spoke?
stylist: Yeah.
client: I was drunk
stylist: I know. We all knew
client: You did? How? My breath?
stylist: We could smell the booze on you the minute you walked in the door.
client: I am so embarressed!
As I was listening to this conversation, I thought what happened to the anonymous part of all this?
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