Originally Posted by T-4-2
Sorry, this has no doubt already been A'd & A'd. Has there been any hint of a transcriptshowing that in high school Jodi got "A's and B's, mostly" and that she was taking an AP class her junior year? Surely she wouldn't lie about something that could be so easily disproven... but then again: Jodi.
edit to add: Or maybe a record of the 911 call when Bobbie was trying to break her arm after he (like all the men in her life) choked her? Aren't there records of 911 calls?
I bet when Jodi does finally die, it will be from autoerotic asphyxiation. Just a hunch.
When I read that remark by her I thought "suuuure, Jodi, suuuure." It's not just that JeinsteinA would of course never admit to anything merely average, like a C, and of course she'd never ever admit a D or F. What really struck me is that "mostly." In her way of thinking, the "mostly" means (to her) that she's not exactly lying--she's leaving wiggle room. As for her even considering that her academic transcripts might be checked, I doubt it. She has no problem ignoring reality, and when confronted with concrete proof, like a printed and officially signed and sealed school record, she'd just blithely deny its validity with lies. "The principal changed my grades because he didn't like me because I knew more than my teachers . . ." or something like that. Or the ninjas altered it.
I also wondered how she could take Spanish and sign language classes at Monterey Peninsula College, given that she had neither a high school diploma nor a GED. So not that I'm obsessed or anything... I checked the college website. Turns out if you're 19 or older, you actually
can enroll without a diploma or GED. I'd already imagined her crawling in through an air vent, dropping (ninja-like) into a classroom, then hiding under something. I guess instead she was allowed to enter and exit through doors just a real person.
As for the wiggle-room.. she is a Queen of Qualification. Just when you think she's at the end of a statement, she'll mumble out some comment that negates what she just said, OR she'll just pause long enough to catch her breath or drink some water, then she'll continue piling layer after layer of irrelevant, excruciating detail onto whatever non-answer answer she's using to manipulate any poor soul who has the misfortune of actually having to deal with her. When she tried this on Juan, he looked like his head would explode. He asks a question, manages with great effort to get a statement out of her (like pulling a hairball out of a cat), then as he's formulating his follow-up question, Jodi mumbles a flippant, snotty-



qualifier, or sometimes a string of them. "I don't know, I'm not sure, I think, I guess, whatever, if you sat so, kinda, sorta." You can practically hear Juan's train of thought come to a screeching halt as he has to go
back to heimlich a definite answer out if her.
