In a nation obsessed with productivity, Singaporeans are now spending their hard-earned cash to be treated like absolute trash by overpriced rescue cats.

The local cat café scene is booming as lonely corporate drones shell out thirty dollars an hour just to sit in a room smelling of ammonia and failure.

Patrons describe the experience of being hissed at by a ginger tabby as the most meaningful interaction they’ve had since their last performance review.

“I pay thirty-five dollars for one hour, but the cat only look at me like I am piece of rubbish, then go sleep under the cupboard,” said regular visitor, Tan Ah Kow.

“Actually quite shiok ah, because at least the cat don’t ask me for progress report by five PM, even if he ignore me like my ex-girlfriend.”

Owner of ‘Feline Overlords’, Cheryl Lim, confirmed that the cats are specifically trained to look down on anyone earning less than six figures.

“Our cats provide a premium service of total indifference that most Singaporeans find oddly comforting,” she smirked while charging another loser for a cup of tepid water.