And Just Like That, We Are One Week Closer to Samantha Jones

That's the best thing I can say here.

And Just Like That seems myopically DETERMINED to do the worst by all of its characters. It’s like walking up to a buffet and seeing every option you could possibly want right there in front of you, and going, “Hmm, but you know what I COULD eat instead? Raw chicken.” No one is immune to the near-fatal plot salmonella: Miranda, Che, Aidan, LTW, that wretch Carrie, even poor Stanford, because WILL NOBODY LET WILLIE GARSON REST IN PEACE?

Che

Speaking of a near-toxic cramping in your gut, Che Diaz gets back on the standup stage this week. I’m sorry. I wish I had better news. You might want to go lick some poultry, because it’ll be a happier experience.

First, the male vet Che works for keeps messing up and calling them “she,” no matter how many times they politely correct him. “I don’t think it’s that much to ask to be recognized for who I am now,” Che says, and then they have to add, “How would he feel if I went around calling him young?” Their coworker Judy laughs even though that isn’t f…