I really wanted to read this book after reading the back cover description. I thought the novel was about me: "Working in a world where a college degree qualifies her to make photocopies, 24-year-old Girl is struggling to keep up with the essentials: food, shelter and student loans. So when she finally lands the job of her dreams she ignores her misgivings and concentrates on getting the job done... whatever that may be." That's totally me; I'm even 24.
But then I started reading, and there where parts where I just couldn't keep up. Too much girl lingo I'm not familiar with. Trying too hard to make the character desperate. Only worst-case scenarios. Too chick lit.