Happy Hour

I truly loved the first thirty pages of this book. I was excited to be reading something that felt observant and fresh. But then it was essentially just the same thirty pages and attempts at quippy 20-something commentary over and over until the end.

Don't get me wrong, I looooove a book with no plot, but this book had plot but felt like it didn't? The writing was formulaic but almost like the author thought she was pulling a fast one on the readers and that we wouldn't notice.

No snark intended