Simon Rich is a Harvard graduate and a writer for Saturday Night Live. He is four years younger than me. Feeling bad about yourself for your lack of accomplishments is never a good way to start off reading a comic novel.
This book is crazy short. It took me just over an hour to read. It's a series of very short (3 pages max) essays, none of which are connected, and the vast majority of which are dialogues. It's very fanciful; for example, there is a dialogue between the ducks in the old Nintendo game Duck Hunt about the blood thirst of the hunter Simon.
It's pretty funny, but I could compare most of the book to a bag of chips I don't particularly like: the flavour's not my favourite, but they're easy to eat, so I keep going. Near the end things picked up and my occasional chuckles turned into frequent laughter.
UPDATE: Last night I grabbed the book and read parts of it to Kelly, then insisted he borrow it. Apparently I liked it more than I thought. He started reading it today and loves it so far.