I bought this book just after Christmas, and I will admit, based solely on the title: “People I Want to Punch in the Throat”.
I mean, we all come across one or two people in our day-to-day lives that could use a quick shot to the larynx to smarten them up – so I had to see whom Jen Mann was offering up.
People I want to punch in the throat:
• anyone who feels the need to bling her washer and dryer
• people who treat their pets like children
Jen Mann doesn’t have a filter, which sometimes gets her in trouble with her neighbors, her fellow PTA moms, and that one woman who tried to sell her sex toys at a home shopping party. Known for her hilariously acerbic observations on her blog, People I Want to Punch in the Throat, Mann now brings her sharp wit to bear on suburban life, marriage, and motherhood in this laugh-out-loud collection of essays. From the politics of joining a play group, to the thrill of mothers’ night out at the gun range, to the rewards of your most meaningful relationship (the one you have with your cleaning lady), nothing is sacred or off-limits. So the next time you find yourself wearing fuzzy bunny pajamas in the school carpool line or accidentally stuck at a co-worker’s swingers party, just think, What would Jen Mann do?
I plowed through the first four chapters with a smirk on my face and an eagerness to read more – it can’t be just me that needs a cleaning lady to maintain marital bliss right? And did you know that a white rock / white rocks in a person’s front yard is an indicator/invitation from swingers?
v. Being propositioned by a swinger couple. The etimology of the phrase white rock comes from the urban legend that a house with decorative white rocks in the front is a signal that it is occupied by active swingers, and an open invitation ~Urban Dictionary
Looks like I’m going to have to rethink some of my landscaping choices.
I chuckled and nodded, but then a pattern emerged… the author blames others and their idiosyncrasies. True, I think a fair number of people are idiots and that I am completely normal and rational – but the entertainment factor in reading over and over again how nutso everyone else is – dwindles rapidly.
Unlike Jenny Lawson’s book “Let’s Pretend This Never Happened” – who’s humour revolves more around self-deprecation and her own idiosyncracies – Jen Mann appears to hate everyone.
This book is a national bestseller, so please read my personal critique with that in mind – either I’m missing the boat, or everyone bought it based on the title alone – but by the end of the book (and yes, I finished it just in case it redeemed itself in the last chapter – which it didn’t), I’d say save your time.
Life is too short to deal with your own drama and then be immersed in someone else’s negativity – or better still, read the first four chapters and then leave the bookstore with a smile on your face. The rest will just wear/bring you down.
*Disclaimer: I finished the book just pre-menses, so I will admit that hormonal fluctuations may have had in impact on my opinion. I don’t think so, but then I don’t think I
make Hubby suffer through PMS either. lol
Have a great one!
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