"Dear neighbor, my parking spot isn't emergency parking for your guests."

How many of your neighbors need to be told these exact words? If you ask me, I would have put these words on a billboard and hung it up in the middle of my neighborhood for all residents to see. Every day, someone ignores the clearly assigned parking at our building complex, and every day, another dispute ends up in our communal group chat.

The conversation always goes somewhere along the lines of: "Who parked in parking space number X? That is my spot, and it must be cleared out right now!" Then, after a solid 15 minutes, someone else has the courtesy to finally reply and admit, "That was me, sorry." (The "sorry" is rare, if I'm being completely honest). And then another discussion ensues about the nerves of people who park in a space that isn't assigned to them.

I wish there were a way to get people to respect these rules and not disregard them, but if there is one, I have yet to find it. This means that people like the entitled neighbor in the story below still exist, and still allow themselves to take what isn't rightfully theirs.

The resident who shared this story on r/EntitledPeople arrived home one day to find a stranger's car parked in their assigned space. After some digging, they discovered the car belonged to a neighbor's guest, but even after they confronted the neighbor, the car still remained in the same space. Apparently, the neighbor thought that every single resident had a responsibility to make her guest feel welcomed, including giving up their own parking spots just so the guest wouldn't have to park on the street.

Eventually, the resident managed to put this entitled neighbor in her own spot, and didn't give up until the car was finally moved. Will that stop her from ever doing it again? Only time will tell…

The cone of shame is temporary. Emotional support cuddles are forever.

Just like we don't like (is a nice way of putting it) going to the dentist, most cats don't love going to the vet. Between getting them in the carrier, the car ride, the waiting in an unfamiliar place, and all the new sounds and people, it can be a pawsitively stressful situation each time. But, every feline is going to have to go to the vet at some point, and they will probably come home with the "cone of shame" at least once in their lives. 

If you thought the vet was stressful, then watching your cat deal with the cone of shame is especially tough. Felines rely on their whiskers a lot for spatial awareness, so when they can't use them, they get extra clumsy and upset. It's one of the hardest things you expurrience as a pawrent, watching them struggle and constantly request that you release them from their plastic prison. You have to simply tell them that it's only temporary, and try to calm them down as much as you can. Sometimes, though, the most comfort comes not from you as their pawrent, but from their best doggo friend, like in Reddit's r/aww community.

After getting home with a poorly placed cone of shame, this cat's doggo sibling immediately felt their discomfort and distress, and immediately went to hug them. The following pictures are heartwarming enough to melt even the iciest of hearts, so prepurr yourself for a whole lot of wholesomeness. This post is further proof that cats and dogs can be friends, even best friends, and some of the cutest cuddle buddies you'll ever meet. We wish this kitty a swift recovery, and lots of snuggles until then.

Treating your wife like a toddler to prove a point may not be the great decision you think it is.

Parenting is hard, and only they can really judge how they do it. Nobody has the power to tell anyone if their way of parenting is good or bad. That is something people need to discover for themselves, more like an intuition rather than a scale. They aren't perfect parents, and most people do a fine job raising kids. Even though it is hard and super demanding, they end up having raised functioning adults who are good people, which is the main thing.

Having that in mind, there are always some things that, even for the people who don't have kids, may seem obvious as "not okay to do". In this Reddit story, we see several pieces of proof of that. First, we have a mother who is trying to oblige her 5-year-old daughter to wear a dress when she doesn't want to. That seems like a big problem out of nothing. She's 5, is fine if she doesn't want to wear a dress for once. Second, the mom decides to punish the kid, taking away her toy rabbit just because she wouldn't wear a dress. This is a big punishment over something almost insignificant. Also, taking away a kid's stuffed animal seems so harsh for a simple punishment, especially when they are still in the developing phase. Lastly, the dad decides to expose her wife's behavior, dismissing her in front of the child and treating her as a toddler to prove a point.

Even though the whole situation seems like the escalation of a simple situation to total drama. I do think that the worst part is how the dad acted. Dismissing your wife in front of the child is something you just DON'T do. It can be a bigger problem in the future and can cause issues in the child's behavior. If you think that your partner is doing something unfair, talk about it in private. Also, treating an adult like a child is disrespectful, especially if it's your wife. The conclusion is that the mom was wrong, and that is clear, but the way the dad handled the situation is even worse.
 

Imagine if our cats could call the doctor. After Thanksgiving, they'd be like, "Hello, doc? My hooman ate an entire turkey and is acting lethargic, should I be worried?"

Some cats are calm grazers, and others aren't. Especially the orange ones - in my purrsonal experience, they're the most food-obsessed little maniacs I've ever met. But it's not always the orange ones, any cat can be the biblical incarnation of greed and inhale any food within eyesight. Not even your hooman food is safe. I once had a cat that would pretend to get injured while I was eating, so I would leave my plate unattended, and as soon as I found them (purrfectly fine, by the way), they would run to our plate and try to steal our lunch. The kitten in our video below from Reddit's r/CATHELP community seems like he's going to grow up into one of those kinds of cats.

While his hooman's back was turned, the 2-month-old kitten scarfed down a nearly full can of tuna and started acting lethargic after. Like any pawrent, we would be rightfully concerned and immediately seek veterinary help. However, by the time they got to the vet, their smol kitten seemed to be already recovering. The vet told them that, for lack of a better term, he was just in a food coma. A very dramatic one, but a food coma nonetheless.

By the time they got home, their kitten had already rememebered that he was pawsitively capable of causing chaos. Running, playing, and back to his normal self. Ah, pawrenthood. Isn't it fun?

Every pawrent has at least one of these scares with a young pet. They did the right thing by seeking veterinary help so quickly, but we have a feeling that this might be their first kitten. Why? Because any seasoned feline owner would know never to leave a can of tuna unattended, even if there are only kittens around. Never underestimate a cat and their desire for a scrumptious can of tuna.

People can have complicated relationships with food because of culture, family habits, or body image, and it's not something that can be easily explained or controlled. We get that, and we respect that. But this is not one of those situations. The real issue here is food waste and someone's inconsiderate attitude.

The daughter's boyfriend doesn't want to eat in front of people, and that seems to be a phobia, so we won't blame him for that, and we respect that. But that doesn't mean everyone else has to keep paying for expensive restaurant meals that go untouched, or keep watching homemade food get thrown away into the trash. We should separate those things. Accepting food to throw it away is not respectful either. 

He doesn't have to eat in front of the family if he doesn't feel comfortable. But he also doesn't need to order a full meal and then throw it out. If they're at a restaurant, that wastes money for them. And if they're at home, it wastes time, effort, groceries, and care. Why do you have to pretend to eat, only to throw away everything afterward? There must be a way to do things differently. 

He seriously needs to find a way to deal with his phobia and stop making his girlfriend's parents waste food and money. He could pack food to go and then eat alone. He could join for conversation but skip the meal. He could say he already ate, and then eat somewhere alone. There are ways to spend time together without wasting an entire plate. And above all things, an honest conversation would totally make things better.

The parent should probably avoid calling him out or banning him from meals, because that will only make things worse, and he could feel affected personally. But respect goes both ways. The boyfriend may be dealing with something, but the family is also allowed to set limits around wasted food and money.  

What does being a feline fanatic really mean?

We think being a feline fanatic, a true cat lover through and through, has to come in three stages:

First, you've got to be raising at least one cat. Sure, some people go full Crazy Cat Lady and adopt two dozen cats. But it's not a thing to be ashamed about whatsoever - if our lady and savior Enya, the angelic Irish singer who lives for decades in Manderley Castle with her 12 cats, can do it - so can anyone else. Low-key dream life. But again, you only have to raise the one and only cat to start qualifying as a true feline fanatic fan. Because if you don't let cats inside your home, and let them live as your fluffy overlords, that's not going to cut it. 

Secondly, you have to adore your cat (or cats) to a level where your house becomes a cat shrine, more or less. It doesn't have to happen overnight - sometimes it's a gradual shift. Let's say you adopt a black cat, and little by little, your house is filled with black cat memorabilia - little statues, posters, stickers, cutlery, etc. You might not notice, but your house might just turn into a shrine of love and adoration for your cat. And again, there's nothing bad in it. Having a cat-themed interior design actually sounds great, in our humble cat-loving opinion.

Lastly, if you're a true feline fanatic, your own cats are not enough. Well, not that they're not enough - every cat is a whole world of whiskers and wholesomeness. But whenever you're doing literally anything away from your beloved cats - there's always cat content online. The feline funnies we all adore and love, and make us laugh in the middle of the day, just because.

That's it! You're ready to receive your official feline fanatic fan badge.

The Cat Distribution System keeps on outdoing itself with every adoption.

Look, we're not saying that adopting a cat has some mysterious magic involved in it - even though adopting a cat is meowgical in and of itself. But we're talking about the supernatural magic-y way of using the word. We can't really know for sure, maybe ever, if there's a supernatural aspect of cat adoptions that makes them truly out of this world. But we know for certain people talk about the Cat Distribution System like it's a real deal, but also… not real? Let us explain.

Nobody knows what the Cat Distribution System actually is, but it's usually referred to as the meowsterious body, entity, or shadow organization that makes all these magical cat adoptions possible. Whenever people mention them, we think of them like the elite secret agents in The Coincidence Makers book, whose job is to shape people's destinies through meticulously planned events. It's a behind-the-scenes sort of work, but it seems like they make it happen time and time again.

Take u/manytractorprojects's story, for example -  he was just talking to his partner about not necessarily wanting to adopt another cat after their senior buddy will eventually pass over the rainbow bridge. But apparently, the CDS heard it all and noted it immediately, flagging it for immediate action. And just like that, the couple finds a kitten that was hiding in the walls of their house. Is it a coincidence, or is it a meticulous plan executed by… who knows?

You see? This is why we can't make up our minds about the matter. Because if there really is a supernatural aspect to cat adoptions, it's very apparent, allegedly. But how could we be sure it's the job of the CDS? Maybe cats are magical creatures, and we were just blind to the fact all along? And if that's true, and magic really does exist in the world in the form of cats, do we even need fantasy books at all?

Do cats enjoy mischief?

I'm surprised this owner does not hesitate to say his cat 'thinks'; not only that he thinks, but that he has a concept of right and wrong, of good and bad, and that he then decides to do bad and 'enjoys' it. Honestly, I'm here for it. Who's to say it's not possible? Has any of os been inside a cat's mind?

I have the most amazing relationship with my cat Filomena, and of course I've often imagined she thinks and plots things. Every cat has its own personality, and personalities come with peculiar tastes, characteristics and purr-spectives. It's very hard to think about mischief as a concept outside of language itself (I mean cats don't talk and don't understand words, let's be real), but I do think it's possible. I'm trying to think of babies, and how sometimes through the gaze or through gestures they can tell whether what they're doing is correct or not. Of course, children are from our own species, but well, cats have lived with humans for so long; maybe they started to instinctively understand us.

Should hosts be expected to cook separate meals for picky eaters?

A woman decided to host a pool party at her home during the crazy heatwave. When dinner time came around, she mentioned to everyone what was on the menu. Her sister asked her to cook a special meal for her kids, who are picky eaters. When she refused, her sister got very mad at her and decided to cook something herself for her own kids. After everyone left, the grandmother texted the host and called her selfish.

I'm not going to lie: this kind of story makes me feel so mad. I truly would never expect my sister to accommodate dinner if my kids are the ones who don't like anything. I'd be responsible for making them something, or bringing dinner for them if I'm aware of the menu. I realized sometimes people are very entitled and demand things that can seem very impolite for some of them.

The host did great when she refused to prepare a whole separate dinner for her nephews, and had her sister cook for her own kids. I understand that a host should have to be hospitable and make everyone feel good at her home, but that doesn't mean she has to turn into a private chef for every family member.

And don't get me started on the heatwave: even though she mentioned she had her AC going on the entire time, cooking when it's crazy hot outside is never going to be fun. The total opposite: you get very hot, and the only thing you want is to cook dinner as fast as possible so you can go and cool down for the rest of the day. 

I'll say that for pool parties, having snacks for dinner is the way to go. She mentioned people brought snacks, and in my opinion, that should have been dinner. It's easy, you don't need to clean up too much after, and it's fun. Period.

Cats and music may not seem the most obvious combination ever, but cats already have rhythm and empowering stage presence. Basically, they were born to be performers. Meowsic lessons are officially in session, and these feline musicians have arrived with no sheet music, no discipline, but more confidence than the entire band combined. 

These cats are the real stars of the home studio. They look like they are one meow away from releasing their debut album. Whether they are playing instruments or completely blocking you from practicing your instrument, sitting on amplifiers, judging your band rehearsal, or just loving the melodies, they are clearly ready for band practice.

Cats may not know music theory, but they understand the vibes. They know the emotional side of being a musician. They sit beside you while you play a song and make the moment feel softer, even if they are mostly there because the violin case feels comfortable. 

Cats could be tiny rockstars. Just try to picture a cat band. The singer would refuse to perform unless the lighting was perfect. The guitarist would be staring out the window, pretending they're composing a new song about heartbreak. The drummer would get distracted by the sticks. The pianist would walk across the keys and call it experimental jazz. The bassist would be asleep inside the case. Are they actually playing music? Maybe not. But the whole thing would still feel like art because cats have that kind of presence. 

So tune your guitars, bring your sheet music, warm up your meows, and enjoy these tiny meowsicians hitting every silly note. These musical cats are purrcussion experts, keyboard walkers, loud singers, and curious performers who think every amplifier, every instrument case, and every high piece of furniture is a stage. Whether they are composing pure chaos or giving off Meowzart energy while sitting on your bass, they are ready for their big debut. 

Cat logic is not meant to be understood. It's meant to be witnessed, analyzed, accepted, and maybe photographed. Every cat owner has seen their feline doing something completely random and thought, "Why are you like this?" The answer is always: because they're cats, and cats are weird. These cat pictures are for feline fans who love their cats at their strangest.

Weirdness comes with the package, so is the curiosity, the chaos, the cuteness, and the lack of embarrassment. But the funniest part is the confidence. Even when their choices make no sense to anyone else, cats have a very special way of moving with absolute confidence. They can sit in the smallest box that barely fits half of their body, then look proud of themselves. They can knock something off the table while making direct eye contact and still look like the victim. They can scream at a closed door, demanding that you open it, and then decide they never wanted to go through it in the first place. They can sleep in a sink, or directly on your laptop. They can fight your curtains, stare into the void, and sprint across the room for no reason. 

And they don't even look embarrassed about their behavior. If they fall off the couch, they meant to do that. If they get stuck in a bag, it was research. Every questionable decision becomes a lifestyle choice when a cat does it with enough attitude.   

That is the beauty of random cat behavior. It doesn't make sense, and it feels completely natural to them. They don't even try to be funny. They exist, and they live according to rules we don't understand. Maybe the curtains were suspicious and needed to be attacked. Who are we to question them?

So these cat pictures are for cat owners who have stopped asking "why" and started accepting that their weirdness is part of the package. Because cats may not explain themselves, but they don't need to. We love them for their nonsense and cuteness.

Nobody expects to come home with a kitten after walking the dog.

Reddit's r/CatDistributionSystem subreddit has a funny way of finding the people who swear they aren't cat people. This time, the delivery arrived on an ordinary dog walk, where one dad spotted a tiny kitten lying on the sidewalk. She was so weak she didn't even try to run when he and the family dog approached. Whatever his feelings about cats had been before that moment, leaving her behind was never an option.

He scooped the kitten into his arms and brought her straight home. While he may only tolerate the family cats, compassion won out the second he saw a helpless animal in need. The plan wasn't to add another permanent family member. Right now, the priority is getting her healthy, helping her gain some weight, and making sure she's ready to find a loving home if that's where her story leads.

The little kitten has already caught a lucky break. She was found with a tipped ear, meaning she'd already been spayed and vaccinated through a trap-neuter-return program. The family also plans to have her scanned for a microchip, just in case someone is searching for her. In the meantime, she's traded a lonely sidewalk for a safe place to rest, plenty of food, and people making sure she gets the care she needs.

Stories like this are a good reminder that being a "cat person" isn't always what matters most. Sometimes kindness shows up before labels do. One quick decision during a routine walk completely changed the course of this kitten's life, giving her the chance to recover instead of being left to struggle alone. Whether she stays with the family or eventually finds a different forever home, one thing is already certain: she found exactly the right person to stop and help when she needed it most.

The sweetest course of the meal always attracts the most whiskers.

Every cat is convinced dessert was invented with felines in mind. The second a slice of cake appears or someone reaches for the ice cream, a whiskered food critic magically arrives to supervise the situation. Dinner may have ended long ago, but dessert is a completely different meal as far as cats are concerned.

The approach varies from cat to cat. Some rely on the slow-and-steady method, inching closer to the plate one tiny paw at a time. Others skip straight to the dramatic stare, convinced enough eye contact will eventually earn them a sample. The boldest dessert detectives have no problem planting themselves front and center, making it crystal clear they're more than willing to help finish whatever's left.

Whipped cream has a way of bringing out everyone's inner purrfessional taste tester. Frosting-covered cupcakes suddenly become the most fascinating thing in the room. A donut left unattended for five seconds deserves a thorough sniff inspection. Even a single spoonful of ice cream is enough to send curious noses into overdrive. If something sweet is nearby, these cats are already conducting a full dessert investigation.

Confidence has never been in short supply. These cats don't tiptoe toward the dessert table like they're trying to get away with something. They march right up as if they're the guest of honor, fully expecting someone to pass them a bite. Every glance says the same thing: "That looks delicious, and it's only fair that everyone shares." Whether the answer is yes or no rarely changes the level of optimism.

No dessert goes unnoticed when a curious cat is nearby. They may not always get the bite they were dreaming about, but that never stops them from trying again the next time the cookies come out or another scoop of ice cream hits the bowl. Hope springs furever, especially when dessert is involved.

Cat naming is a difficult deal, but some names choose the cats just as much as the cats choose us.

I always love a good dad joke. Especially when the dad joke is a literal cat name. I know that some people have a hard time naming their cats, so they end up with names like Cookie Jar Jar Binks, Elephant the III, or Rafi the Refrigerator. Cat naming is a meme in and of itself - take these four kittens with Hobbit names, for example. It's delightful. I also have a cat with a geeky name - she might be just Cassie, but if anyone asks, she's Cassandra Pentaghast (from Dragon Age). But I absolutely lose it when a cat's name is a complete joke. I love it.

That's exactly why I laughed so much finding out that @pizzaandluna's cat is named Pizza, after crying a little - because every abandoned kitten who's adopted makes me tear up. It's the emotional combination of being sad about the street conditions they had to endure, and being joyful for their happy ending after finding a forever home. And this orange precious Pizza is no different - besides the extra spicy sauce of the naming process. Seriously, such a healthy dad joke turned into a cat's name is one of my favorite niche comedy genres.

Besides, I really believe every cat person can relate to this strong pull one feels towards a stray cat they see, that they must take them home. It's all the Cat Distribution System's work. That's just how all of us cat people become cat pawrents. It's like I knew I had to adopt Cassie when I saw her. Just like this sweet couple knew they had to take that Pizza home instead of their original idea for dinner.

Having cats and babies in the same home is difficult, but cats are always babies.

I have a confession to make - since I had my daughter, my cat seems to distance herself slowly. I feel like I'm dealing with a classic situation of an older sibling who has to adjust to a new baby in the family. And I understand my cat - I was also an only child until a few years later when my younger sister came along. And I've been asking myself lately one question many times - how do I make sure my cat knows she's my baby? Because cats are always babies for their pawrents, and nothing will change that. For me, at least. But I'm sure many others can relate.

My daughter is cute and amazing, and… so is my baby. My cat is my daughter, the first one. And I love both the same. It is true, though, that my human baby has many more needs and requires much more attention. And all that consumes a ton of my time. A time that some of which would be dedicated to my cat - stopping mid-way to pet her when she blocks my path (but now I'm running after the baby who's trying to enter the litter box), playing with the laser pointer until very late at night (but now I have to go to sleep early, because my human daughter is a very early alarm clock I can't snooze). My cat was used to another type of routine.

But my cat always was, and always will be, my baby. Ever since she was a literal one-month-old kitten, saved from a stray cat mama abandonment, to now - when she's an older sister. Nothing will ever change that for me, and I truly hope I can make it clear to her as well. In the meantime, I'm going to drown my mind with some feline funnies, to feel better. You're welcome to join in with me.

All Grown Up!

Some people connect more easily with their inner child. Sometimes, so much so that it's difficult to distinguish them from the adult person also living inside them. If we got stuck at some developmental stage, maybe it's helpful for us to try to re-elaborate it once we are older. So maybe this husband treating his wife like a toddler isn't all that bad, and it ends up helping her overcome her inner toddler issues. Would you approve of this approach?

Breathe in. Breathe out. Now meow. See, don't you feel better already?

You know how in yoga classes, you sometimes end with a big "Oooooohhhhmmmm" to finish the class? Well, we're not going to make you do that awkwardly by yourself. But, we do have one thing that might help you feel better on this precarious last day of the work week. And the best part? We're not even going to force you to do it, but we have a feeling you might just do it on your own by the end of this post. That's because we know how much you love cats, and how you can't resist telling them how cute they are. We know because we're the exact same way.

That's the purrre purpose of these heartwarming Friday felines - to lower your stress, calm your nervous system, and reset your day with the wholesome joy of cute cats. Everything else will just fade away as you scroll through fluffy Russian blues with a ridiculously cute pacifier in their mouths, and enjoy the purresence of sweet orange felines enjoying a chin scratch in the summer sun. As all else fades away, a tiny, awwdorable meow might just slip out. It's okay, it's part of the process. Let each meow bubble up inside you and release with all the negative energy you accumulated through the week.

Before we leave you to enjoy your joyous batch of fabulous felines below, we want to remind you that you are purrfectly where you're supposed to be right now. Wait, sorry, we wrote that wrong, we meant to say that you're purrfectly late for feeding your cat dinner. Now go feed them, you know how cranky they get if you make them wait. 

Have a great weekend!

Charging your daughter's boyfriend to sleep in a basement sometimes a month? That sounds a little crazy.

I like that it has become common for some parents to create a space in their house where their sons and daughters can live until they get enough money to move out. It's a clever way to show your children support without being in their business. It is giving them independence (their own space separated from the house) without exposing them to a financial burden before they are even 21 (they still live at home). That is great to preserve your child at the same time that you teach them how to manage their finances and save enough to, eventually, move out of the family home.

In this Reddit story, this tactic is being applied perfectly. The daughters contribute to the house without actually having to spend their whole paycheck. They get a great space to live (the basement), which is part of the house but separate to give them the space and independence they need. The problem is because one of the two daughters that they have, has a boyfriend. He sometimes stays the night with her, but he has not moved in or anything like that. The daughter's stepfather is not happy with this and tells the mom that this boy needs to start paying $350 a month for rent. The mother is not sure about this.

The mother admits that her husband has rights within their home and is fine if he doesn't like her daughter's boyfriend to stay so much. But she does feel like he has no right to parent her, as he's not her biological dad. She thinks that the approach his taking with this rent charge is really strong. She believes that a more preferable approach would be to set boundaries about how much he can stay.

Personally, I think that the mother is the one with actual rights to parent her daughter, and what she thinks is best is what they shall do. But what do you think about it? 
 

Sometimes, when the CDS chooses you, it doesn't actually choose you. It chooses your dog. 

Usually, when we get chosen by the CDS, it doesn't leave any room for interpretation. We know we were chosen. When my kitten followed me home on Independence day, I knew I was chosen. When my husband's cat walked into his home on his birthday, he knew he was chosen. When this man's cat flew in through his window, it fell directly into his lap. But when the kitten on r/CatDistributionSystem walked into the home of her new owners, they… weren't quite sure that it was them she was after.

And it's their own fault, really. When my kitten followed me home, I never told her that I didn't want her. I didn't dare. She chose me as her human, and I accepted it. They told this kitten that they didn't want a cat, and she heard them, and she said: "Yeah, I'm not looking for a human either." Because the CDS doesn't always pair humans with cats. Sometimes, it pairs cats with other animals. And in this case, it was this family's Great Dane that the kitty was after. 

The moment she walked into their home, she went straight toward her target. There was no fear. There was no hesitation. Some would say that there was no self-preservation instinct- when a kitten this small decides to walk straight up to a dog this big, rubbing up against him and heading right for his food. But she did it anyway. Because she knew. These were her forever doggos. The humans just kind of came with the house. And whether they wanted a kitten or not doesn't matter. They got one anyway, and from experience, I can tell you - they will love this kitten more than they have ever thought they could. 

Cheap dinner

As we get older, we realize that being part of a group often costs money. We have to go for drinks, we celebrate birthdays, and we have dinner parties. On birthdays, we buy gifts, drinks cost money, and dinners are expensive, even if they are hosted by a friend of ours. For some people, it's very hard to assume you don't have that much money, and they'd rather fake it 'til they make it. Sadly, money doesn't work like that, and no matter how much you fake it, you won't make much. This Redditor exposed a friend who apparently was living through that. His way of communicating this to his friend was rather debatable, though.