5.0

I noticed some reviews on this were frustrated because it's not a true autobiography in the sense that it doesn't cover the author's tragic life and rise to glory in a heart-wrenching manner. Nor does it even follow a logical structure, other than beginning with her childhood and loosely working upward. However, since I knew the author wasn't old enough for a heart-wrenching story, I came to the book with the full knowledge that I was going to be amused by her deadpan humor, wit, and excellent story-telling.
I read it in two days, just because it was that enjoyable. Yes, you kind of have to be in the expected reading demographic to really enjoy this. And since I am, I did. Kaling was very relatable to me, because she really didn't have a difficult life or rise to glory from a poor, ghetto upbringing. Neither did I. She's intelligent, and you hear her voice in every anecdote, unlike some autobiographers who don't know how to write and have a lot of editing done to make them sound good. I laughed a lot at her stories and her metaphors and her descriptions of people and situations. I applaud her use of words I actually had to look up (which is saying something, I somewhat braggingly admit).
Be careful, mothers of teenage girls: she uses some colorful language more than once. But one thing decidedly in her favor is that she is against one night stands and hooking up, and is for good, strong marriages between "pals" working out because they have a lot to talk about. Not a bad role model.
I enjoyed hearing about The Office, too, but she also spent much of the book on random essays that amused me greatly. I especially liked, "In Defense of Chest Hair."
If you're looking for a deep, rags-to-riches autobiography, you'd probably give this 2 stars. But five stars to Kaling for simply writing a highly amusing piece of non-fiction.