Since she was little, Alex – inspired by her father – had one goal in mind: to work on Wall Street. To Alex, the Street stood for power, excitement, and most importantly, a way for her to live the lifestyle she’s become accustomed to growing up in an affluent area of Connecticut.
In due time, Alex graduated from college, interviewed and selected the Wall Street firm of her dreams – or so she thought. The shiny desks and happy employees she saw during recruitment sessions could not be further from reality. Alex was not even given the dignity of a desk and was “attached” to a metal folding chair that she dragged from person to person, attempting to gleam some knowledge from people who barely spoke to her. And the chair was just the tip of the intimidation iceberg. Alex was the low man – or woman – on the totem pole and that meant she was given every mundane, and often embarrassing task, on the floor. She teetered on her four inch heels while delivering hundreds of pizza boxes, tracked across the city to Brooklyn to deliver a 50-pound wheel of cheese to her boss, and endured the endless cat calls and lurid stares of a predominantly male trading floor.
Just as Alex was getting the hang of her job and learning to be one of the boys, 2008 happened. With stocks crashing and jobs flying out the window, would Alex insist on staying in an increasingly difficult work environment?
If you’ve heard that Bond Girl is similar to The Devil Wears Prada, it is, well, sort of. Both books describe the trials entry level employees are put through in some industries, but the specifics are quite different. The Devil Wears Prada focused on the fashion/magazine industry full of driven and often backstabbing women, while Bond Girl is a story of a woman trying to survive in a male driven world (with less frequent backstabbing and a barrage of practical jokes).
Bond Girl is Erin Duffy’s first novel, and given that she also worked on Wall Street, I’m guessing – but have no proof – that some of the antics she describes are based on her personal experiences. To me, that possibility makes the book all the more hilarious and makes me all the more grateful that I never pursued a career on Wall Street.
A very entertaining and lighthearted debut novel – highly recommended for relaxing weekends on the couch!
Review copy was provided free of any obligation by William Morrow. No monetary or any other form of compensation was received.