Jim is Anthony and Sam is Opie.
How many hours does it take after getting off "work" for both of them to attempt to forget the traumatic, horrifying experience of publicly lying about how much you enjoy each others company?
Gregg at least had the temerity to call out James as a fucking worm coasting for his paycheck. The best part is that nana knows Jim hates his job with Sam just as much as he hated it with Opie. Jim is too cowardly and uncreative and not bold enough to really attempt something different. He's coasting to his mid 60s on PrEP and the same desperate, fake public relationships he dealt with since the early 2000s.
Gregg was right about you, Jim, and Anthony has nothing to gain as mortality progress other than to paint you as the self interested risk averse tedious glorified Intern who Moved Up that you really are