If ever an author penned a book that screamed "yea me!' it's this one. I tried to get through this book. I really did. Sheryl Sandberg's arrogance was an obstacle I just could not overcome. Maybe because my education was not Ivy League. Her writing style is off putting and she does not come across as a very likeable person. The book's substance seems rife with fairly obvious conclusions and yet Sandberg seems to imagine herself so brilliantly insightful. This book seems to be written from the perspective of a person of privilege who has been the recipient of many opportunities the average woman will never see. Not really very helpful.