If I were born in an earlier generation this probably would've been enjoyable and nostalgic, but alas. This may have been novel and new at the time, but a lot of the jokes are ones that have been heard before/replicated elsewhere. It's mostly like a memoir of an obnoxious kid from pre-1990.

If you'd like a "manual" on how to not be an adult, instead I'd recommend "Adulthood is a myth" by Sarah Andersen.