I think it’s quite possible that I have a reputation for being a bit of a hardass. My Russian coworker who barely knows me at all has already described me as “a very tough American woman” and was surprised to hear that I was drinking fruity drinks on my cruise, “is there really something girly in your system?” Evidently I am a mean old man. I’d really hate to tarnish that reputation, but I think it might be a good thing to humanize myself a little. So, I’ve decided to share my deepest, darkest fears. Frankly, I don’t think they’re silly,…