Employee of the Quarter, baby!

I was so surprised when I got to work today and was told I was "Employee of the Quarter!"  No, not employee of the month, but employee of the silver coin that George Washington graces.  I received a pin, a gift certificate, and had my picture taken.  I thought it was pretty cool, but that puts a blanket on my goal of being an under-appreciated nobody.  Now I’ll actually have to put in some effort and come to work on time.  A couple hours after receiving this recognition, one of the cashiers there nonchalantly asked me how long I had been working there.  Maybe a month and a half?  After I walked away, I realized maybe she asked, wondering whether I deserved it or not.  (She had been there over a year.)  It doesn’t matter to me one way or the other, except that the gift card is nice.  I rock.

Fame and fortune, here I come.