Surprisingly I knew who Sloane Crosley was before I read this. Weird right? Anyway I usually enjoy essays and memoirs I just couldn't completely get behind Crosley's humor. Everything that happened seemed over emphasized and funnier than it really should have been. I know authors tend to over-embellish when they write non-fiction humor but I felt like Crosley went one step over.

I did find her essay on her first horrible boss humorous as, it was something we can all relate to, but after that we seem to loose touch with each other on things to connect on. Maybe because I never lived in New York so I did not understand the hustle and bustle. Either way, this was not a bad book at all, it just honestly seemed like I read it all before.