Virginia Libert's shrink thought she took the job at Google because he had cured her of all her neuroses; he believed she finally realized she needed to put some distance (like 2,955 miles) between herself and Mr. Wrong. He was certain she was fated to become Married. The Blogosphere thought she took the job because she had sold out and only cared about money. They felt she was doomed to become Uninteresting. Her business school friends thought she...