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Read Someone Alert The In-House Monk!
Customer: "The energy in here is… off."
Me: "Can I help you find something?"
Customer: "No. I’m just trying to figure out why this place feels aggressive."
Read Someone Alert The In-House Monk!
Customer: "The energy in here is… off."
Me: "Can I help you find something?"
Customer: "No. I’m just trying to figure out why this place feels aggressive."
A 23-year-old woman found herself tangled in a complicated situation after accepting a cat from her ex-boyfriend nearly a year ago. He told her the cat came from a friend who no longer wanted her, but the truth turned out to be less straightforward. The cat had actually been taken from a former girlfriend.
Almost a year later, the cat has become a full part of this woman's life. She's listed on the lease, microchipped, insured, and happily bonded with her other kitty. Suddenly, the alleged original owner reappeared and started causing hissteria, demanding the cat's return and harassing the woman with constant messages and calls.
Faced with the difficult decision of whether to keep the cat or return her, the woman chose to stand firm after investing so much time, money, and love. While the past remains complicated, the cat's place is clearly with the woman who has cared for her through thick and thin—a reminder that sometimes family is found in unexpected places.
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Read It’s All Smoke And Black Mirrors
It's a quiet afternoon in the office when I notice it… again. [Coworker #1], [Coworker #2], and [Coworker #3] are heading outside for another smoke break. They rotate like clockwork. Ten minutes each. Seven or eight times a day. No one says a word.
Read The Condom Has Been Used On The Wrong Person
A pregnant woman and her husband are shopping in the pharmacy. They place their items on the counter, and the guy adds some condoms to the pile.
Pregnant Customer: "Uh… what are those for?"
Read People Power Versus Power Plays
Me: "Why do I only have nine hours?"
Coworker: "Wait, why am I not even on here?"
Other Coworker: "Why is [Coworker Who Always Disappears] scheduled full-time?"
Me: "Hey [Manager], is this a mistake?"
There's nothing quite as mysterious, or mischievous, as a void cat on a stealth mission. One moment they're smack in the middle of the room, the next they've vanished into the shadows like a whiskered ninja. You'd think fur as dark as a black hole would be enough, but no. Void cats choose the darkest corners, the deepest closets, blending in like feline phantoms.
Looking for them? Good luck. You'll tiptoe, squint, and call their name like you're summoning a ghost. Suddenly, two glowing eyes appear from the void, silently judging you for disrupting their sacred slumber.
They're not hiding from you. They're hiding for the drama. It's part of their mystique. One second they're curled in your laundry like a sock monster, the next they've teleported behind the couch to plot adorable chaos.
Void cats don't get lost. They let themselves go unseen. Because if you're born with shadow-sleek fur and an aura of mischief, why wouldn't you cause a little panic and leave your hooman wondering where the fluff you went?
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Waking up early for work? An utter catastrophe. The alarm starts yowling at an hour no decent creature should be conscious, and suddenly you're being dragged out of your cozy nest like a kitten out of a sunbeam. Your body's screaming "nap time," but society demands emails, meetings, and pants. The audacity.
You shuffle to the kitchen like a confused housecat who forgot why it walked in. Coffee? Breakfast? A new identity? Who knows. Your brain's still in sleep mode and refuses to boot up without at least two cups of meowcha. And don't even get us started on the commute. Traffic is just one big, slow-moving hairball.
Meanwhile, cats? They're living the dream sleeping 16 hours a day, screaming for food at 6 a.m., and doing zoomies while you try to find clean socks. If cats had to work 9-5, there would be a full-scale feline revolution.
So if you're dragging yourself out of bed and into the chaos of corporate life, let these delightfully judgmental cat memes be your emotional support animals.
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Read This Is Definitely Outside Of The Gender Norms
Customer: "Where's the restroom?"
Me: "It's right there, sir."
Customer: "That's for the women! I pee standing up!"
If you've ever watched a cat stretch out in a warm patch of sunlight, purring without a care in the world, you've already witnessed peak relaxation. And if you've ever wanted to feel that level of peace yourself… well, we've got the next best thing: cat funnies that radiate the exact same energy.
These fluffy feline delights are like taking a mental nap in a sunbeam - no stress, no deadlines, no to-do list tapping you on the shoulder. Just a collection of cats being their usual chaotic, charming, and completely unbothered selves. Whether they're loafing like professional loungers, knocking things over with great purpose, or giving you that classic judgmental glare, every meme is a little escape from the madness of the day.
So if you're in desperate need of a digital cuddle and a tiny vacation for your brain, curl up with these cat funnies. No responsibilities. No meetings. Just purr vibes only.
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Read A Cry For… Something
Manager: "I just wanted a quick meeting to check that you're okay?"
Me: "...yes, I'm fine, thanks."
Manager: "Okay. It's just that the previous shift left this paperwork with me, and they seemed quite concerned."
Read A Cry For… Something
Read She Said It! She Said The Thing!
Customer: "Excuse me! I asked one of your staff for assistance ten minutes ago, and they walked away to help someone else. I need someone now."
Me: "I’m happy to help. What is it you need?"
Customer: "I don’t have to explain myself again. I’ve already said it once."
Read I’m Unable To Serve(r) That Request
Vice President: "You're extremely unprofessional! I will personally speak to your director about your work ethic. The ticket will be reassigned to you, and I want YOU to fix it!"
Read Doesn’t Understand The Custom Part Of Customer, Part 33
A customer grabs a handful of items, drinks, snacks, and some toiletries, and starts walking toward the door.
Me: "Sir? Checkout is this way."
Customer: "Calm down. I’ll pay if I decide I actually want them."
Read Doesn’t Understand The Custom Part Of Customer, Part 33
Read If You Don’t Want To Read This, Then Wait For The Movie Version
Customer: "Do you have a section for just the movie versions?"
Me: "The movie versions? Of… books?"
Customer: "Yes! The movie versions!"
Me: "Did you have a book in mind?"
Customer: "Eww! I don't want a book! I want a movie version!"
Read If You Don’t Want To Read This, Then Wait For The Movie Version
Cats are stealthy creatures, they are known for that. Sure, oftentimes, our cats run into walls or windows, get their nails stuck inside curtains and do barrel rolls in an attempt to catch some bug on the ground, but when they want to be, they are the stealthiest creatures in the world. Stealthy enough, apparently, to even sneak up on an owl.
Now, for those of you who need a translation, let us give you the gist of it. This cat and this owl both belong to this Russian woman, and throughout the video, she is calling for both of them to come inside - she has bacon burning on the stove and no time to mess around. The cat wants to come home, but the owl - Yoll - is not quite ready, so he is sitting there, attentively listening to his human, completely unaware of the cat behind it. All the cat is doing is sitting there, not even trying to sneak up on the owl, but that's probably not what the owl think when it finally turns around and spots the feline.
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Read When Breaks Hit Breaking Point
I work in the warehouse of a large big box store. Our boss is always moaning about the amount of work that goes into "managing" us all and is always looking for ways to cut corners and do less.
Manager: "I'm so tired of coordinating all your breaks! You're all grown-a** adults! From now on, I'm not assigning breaks. Just use your judgment."
Cool. I have judgment. I used it.