Cheap Trash Costly Karma

Summary

For five years, I hand-prepared premium, raw-food diets for the delicate, show-grade Ragdoll cats belonging to the elite social circle of the Heights. I charged them a neighborly rate of sixty dollars a portion.

Then, the new summer intern decided to make a scene in our group chat.

"Are you serious? Sixty dollars for a tiny container of minced meat?" she wrote, followed by a series of crying-laughing emojis. "Chicken breast costs less than ten dollars a pound! Is it really this easy to fleece wealthy women?"

Before anyone could reply, she dropped a cute, wide-eyed kitten sticker.