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I worked mainly in high tech, and nobody ever cried because they were overwhelmed. You were just supposed to deal; if you weren't getting something, it was your job to say so and get help. Man and woman. Ass-covering: there's a lot of that. But crying because something's too ha-a-a-a-rd (sniff) is like stamping REMAND TO SALVAGE in capital letters on your forehead.
Crying for other reasons? Sure. I've seen women cry when the venture capitalists came to give us the bad news and close the company. I've seen men and women cry at work because the big quake just hit last week and their life's in an uproar and we're still getting aftershocks every ten minutes _and_ your project's due yesterday, thank you. But that's understandable. That's a special case. And I've seen people cry quietly at their desk because something in their life sucks big time and they just had to drop some tears. And a friend stops by and comforts them for a minute, and then the nose goes back to the grindstone.
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