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Originally Posted by Porsche-O-Phile
These are oilmen for chrissakes. They're not exactly marshmallows. Yes, they'd been through an ordeal and had been emotionally compromised, but I'd like to know who exactly was going to stop a room full of burly oil rig guys from saying "fk you, I'm leaving to go find a phone and call my family" and leaving.
Yes I think there was serious coercion here, but I also don't think we're hearing the entire story.
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"burly oil rig guys" ?? You mean the ones sitting at the console? The galley chef?
That's certainly stereotyping if I've ever read it.