My Cat Just Got More Likes Than My Entire Dating Profile

So here I am, sitting in my Friday best (read: the same sweatpants I've been wearing since Tuesday), when my sister calls to inform me that my cat has gone viral on her Instagram. Not her cat pictures – MY cat, which somehow snuck into the background of her "casual" home office selfie.

There he was, Winston, sprawled dramatically across my desk calendar in the background, one paw draped over his eyes like some Victorian lady having a fainting spell. Apparently, people are calling him the "Friday Mood Icon of 2024."

The same cat who just this morning knocked over my coffee and walked through it to create what he probably considers "abstract art" on my quarterly reports.

The post has 3,000 likes and counting. Meanwhile, my dating profile, which I spent THREE HOURS perfecting last weekend, is sitting at a solid 12 likes. Seven of those are from my mom's bridge club members who "just want to see you happy, dear."

Thanks for the career pivot, Winston. Guess I'm now your social media manager. At least it's Friday and I can drown my sorrows in takeout while watching my cat's newfound fanbase argue about his "aesthetic" in the comments.