


“They engaged with their new home by rating it,” she writes of her fellow tech workers in San Francisco. Wiener’s judgments are cutting and satisfyingly wry. Before she burns out and cashes in her stock options, our narrator gets an education in the world as imagined by confident and careless young men, or, as she puts it, “immersion therapy for internalised misogyny”. In tech, she realised, people her age could be involved in building the future instead of fetching coffee for the quickly receding past.Īfter the web analytics startup, she moved to (the unnamed but barely disguised) open-source platform GitHub, which was acquired by Microsoft in 2018 for $7.5bn.

Wiener was a 25-year-old member of the New York literary establishment’s “assistant class” when she was seduced into the world of startups. The passage is an apt description of the book itself, a memoir that presents itself as an outsider’s look at Silicon Valley – a jaded naif’s journey into the heart of venture capital.
