March 22, 2002
Jeff and Connie always end up fighting in public. Connie doesn’t mind it so much. She has the clear upper hand. Because when Connie and Jeff duke it out in public, Jeff turns into a pathetic, stammering marshmallow of a man. Jeff’s dumb rage paralyzes him in public. Can’t hope for a call from the governor when Connie’s tearing into him, spotling reflecting from her eyes, her friends gathered, ready to offer her moral support should she need it but more ready to see this end, ready to stop soaking up vicarious humiliation from Jeff. Maybe Jeff should stop drinking.