I'm still reading and enjoying Transmission by Hari Kunzru, a humorous novel about an Indian computer programmer who comes to the United States and, in an odd ploy to regain a job, releases a computer virus. Light, fun, and filled with darts such as:
"I am aware of your visa situation, Mr. Mehta, but as I understand it you're still technically employed by Databodies. In reality, Virugenix has no obligations to you. It is only because we believe that all our employees, even those on freelance consultancy contracts, should benefit from harmonious termination experiences that my presence here was mandated at all, Mr. Mehta. I hold a diploma in severance scenario planning. I assure you that this encounter has been designed to be as painless for you as possible."