![]() ![]() That aside, though, this remains a beautifully relatable and tender account of a young woman trying her best to swallow Silicon Valley’s Kool-Aid, but never quite managing to keep it down. If there was one part of this memoir I didn’t enjoy, it was her interminable lists of observations and objects so numerous you start to wonder whether they’re only there to beef up the word count. We know exactly what she had for lunch, what the stores on every street were selling, what colleagues in her office were wearing, their hobbies and foibles. ![]() She must have been taking notes the whole time. ![]() From this vantage, not quite at the heart of the action but adjacent to it, she carefully, wryly observes everyday life in the Valley. It’s the kind of people-facing job that tech companies need, but engineers and coders sneer at. A New Yorker with a liberal arts background who started her career in publishing, she worked briefly in her 20s in Silicon Valley in customer support. It is instead intimate, the rolling thoughts of a young hipster sucked into this world against her better judgment. Wiener’s account is not designed to shock in the way others have. ![]()
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