Perhaps this isn’t a genuine five star book but I enjoyed myself so much while reading it that I’ve decided to throw a bit of caution to the wind and award it said coveted rating. Maybe I’ll revisit later on and have second thoughts, but as another reviewer noted this book is compulsively readable.
Do you work in an office? Do you use Slack, or some other “more accessible” type of messaging platform meant to serve as a de-escalation from email which nonetheless has turned into an entire workstream in and of itself? Then do I have the book for you! Told entirely through the medium of Slack messages—a gimmick that I thought would grow old quickly but did not owing both to my sad levels of comprehension of Slack messages and the brisk length of this book—we are front stage to a series of events at an unnamed PR firm that is handling a number of crises. There’s some potentially toxic dog food on the market that’s poisoning Pomeranians. There are colleagues who are having a definitely non-HR sanctioned relationship, part of which is happening on top of office furniture. There’s this new shift to “remote as you will,” which nonetheless is the cause of some consternation.
Oh, and Gerald’s consciousness has been uploaded to Slack but no biggie, he’s always online and can definitely handle more work.
“Journey through late-stage capitalistic hell” is one blurb, and that is a great one indeed. Does this book make you laugh? You work in an office! Does it make you cry? You definitely work in an office! Do you have no idea what’s going on here or why someone would like it? You definitely are part of the rich and we should eat you!