So, You Are In Your Thirties And Not A Millionaire Yet?

Meet Joey, a thirty-something-year-old with all the right degrees and qualifications but a bank account that screams, "Hello, I'm normal!"

While Joey may have a framed diploma on the wall and an extensive collection of participation trophies, the pile of cash in the corner is yet to make an appearance.

But fear not, my fellow not-yet-millionaires! This book is a useless attempt to make you feel comfortable about the perplexing world of adulthood, finance, and the eternal quest for that elusive millionaire status. Because let's face it, adulting isn't as glamorous as we thought it would be. Turns out, a degree in underwater basket weaving doesn't guarantee a private island.

So, if you're sitting there, sipping your expensive-but-not-luxury champagne, wondering how to turn your pittance into a fortune, this book is your comical lifeline.