The book is titled The End of My Career, which is ironic considering the author never had one. Instead, she uses her various occupations to tell a collection of beautiful, poignant, acerbic, witty, and insightful short stories.
I read this book in my early twenties, and, at the time, I don't think I understood it. I recently revisited it after being laid off from my last job (in Portland, funny enough) and forced to move back with my parents due to mental health and economic hardship. At 30, the book resonated with me on a deeper level and, in a weird way, made me feel seen and comforted.
Furthermore, it challenged me to look at the world around me and reassess my relationship with my professional life. The book is a glorious, thought-provoking read I recommend to anyone taking a less conventional path through life.