Lucy Kellaway is a journalist with the Financial Times. In addition to her Monday columns, in which she humorously berates the silliness of corporate life, she creates Martin Lukes, a director of the British branch of a fictitious US multinational. Lukes has his own weekly column in the Financial Times in form of e-mail exchanges.
Her column, one of the very few things I look forward to on Mondays, is in the line of Fortune's Stanley Bing (who has since come out of the closet and written numerous management books himself). The difference is that she is an observer looking in and he is a been-there-done-that executive.
The book captures a year of Lukes' life divided into months and days and then e-mails. Through these e-mails we get into Martin Lukes: his personality, his family, his job, his company, and most importantly, his management style. Through Luke, we plunge into the seemingly clever and grand but actually nonsensical and hollow corporate life. This satire of the business life is , of course, exaggerated but, in some instances, very real.
Corporate slaves have a lot of to learn from Lukes:
a. 'TOAD' management really works: step on the heads of your subordinates to jump to the next level.
b. Network, network, network. It is the only way to progress with minimal amount of work. (Networking can otherwise be defined as fanatically and brainlessly flattering someone more influential than you for future benefits).
c. E-mail is the best way to show that you are working. Hard.
d. You can achieve success by glossing every aspect of yourself. There are various tips you can learn in the book. For example: never say busy, it's 'in demand'. There are no weaknesses. Only Less Strong Strength.
e. Etc.
The short email forms (unlike the pretentiously long e-mails in Andrew & Joey: A Tale of Bali by Jamie James*) in simple, conversational English makes the whole reading light and pleasurable. I finished the book in one day flat.
Like any 20 year old embarking into the glamorous life of finance, I too, was guilty of fascination of these sorts of things: mindless meetings of inflated importance which result in much-admired overtime, the must-have Palm V or branded organizer, the financial lingoes enough to think outsiders that we spoke in Klingonese, etc. Then, one day, I met my own Martin Lukes. That changed the course of my life. I am sure you've met one or two yourself and that what makes the book so fun.
When you sigh in regret for finishing the book so fast, take a look at the cover for one last treat provided that you buy the British edition. It is an entertainment in its own right.
The book is highly recommended for light reading after work. I will not bring this book for holiday as it will only remind you on why you dread returning to the office after the wonderful holiday.
*Note: I've never actually read the book but I've flicked through it long enough in bookshops during my agonizing indecision on whether to buy as I had nothing to read. I've never gotten around to buy it despite the 'good' review and good cover (yes, I do judge a book by its cover) due to 2 factors: price and pretentiousness.