I’m 20 years older than I think I should have been to read this one; I just wanted to see Naomi stop dating, start counselling and take sone time out by herself! But the fact she was so frustrating me makes me really appreciate how real she was to me. I don’t think I’ve read about a contemporary Jewish person before. Certainly not one in her 20s navigating life. This is a novel all about intergenerational trauma, families, money and whether it’s appropriate for a mother to be buying her adult daughter’s underwear (co-dependence really, but WTH) It also speaks to community and the power imbalance in the workplace. I’m glad I read it, but I did find myself shaking my head at her actions and wondering why she was wasting her time (haha in these young kids of today way)