Originally published November 11, 2009
This book chronicles the working escapades of Girl – unnamed because I am assuming the authors want us to know that she could be anybody, i.e. you and me.
We follow her after graduation from college, subsisting in the Big Apple, and falling into the unemployed life that is predestined for us liberal arts geeks. We meet her loopy, left-wing family briefly, and then follow her attempts to attain a job where her ideals would not be impugned upon.
While the storytelling was fast-paced, it was maybe a little too much so. Entire blocks of time seemed to be sacrificed to the delivery speed of the novel. This is probably because the story was told from Girl’s POV. How she sees things will be different from others.
I stopped to think of my own experience in the corporate world as well, and it truly is this way. Everything moves really fast or really slow. There is almost always something never stated explicitly, we sort of have to take what they don’t say to be the truth.
After meeting Guy at a networking event, she lands a job at My Company, Inc. Of course, she’s not even sure what she was hired for, but she dives in with some difficulty, relying on her already acquired knowledge to help My Company by wooing Ms. magazine, and later, Bovary, a lingerie company.
And before she can turn around or even make sense of what she’s doing, she’s made Vice-President. I thought that was sort of random. She’s hired for being ballsy, with the expectation to give a feminist slant to My Company Inc’s end goal. It’s not even made clear to her or to the readers what their end goal is… until the third half of the book.
Her relationship with Buster seemed a little tacked on too. It seems to me that a girl with so much on her plate wouldn’t be willing to make a relationship with Buster – a video game engineer – work right then. Then, of course, that’s what sets me apart from Girl. I’d rather be working in video games myself, haha.
Furthermore, this book sort of reinforces the idea that we should never meet our heroes. Julia Gilman’s character arc starts off really well. Girl needs a mentor, someone unbiased to guide her because Guy certainly isn’t… until the third half of the book, where you go, “Really Julia? Really?” Money is everything and Julia – let alone My Company Inc – drives that home.
I’m not going to discuss the naming scheme given to certain characters. They’re pretty obvious and people talk about it in all the other reviews.
The moral of this story is that feminist liberal arts majors have no business in the corporate environment. I sort of enjoyed the book but felt there was something missing.