The XL Macho Factory Worker had finally cracked under the pressure, but in doing so, he had discovered a new kind of strength - one that came from embracing his emotions, rather than trying to hide behind a mask of machismo.
Jake took a step back, surprised by the outburst. "Okay, no problem, XL. I'll just... uh... go get some WD-40 or something." An XL Macho Factory Worker Can-t Keep His Cool
Then, in a shocking display of vulnerability, XL slumped against the machine, his head in his hands. "I'm sorry, guys," he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper. "I just... can't seem to keep it together today." The XL Macho Factory Worker had finally cracked