It was a framed certificate. The company holiday dinner. His manager gave a short speech. His colleagues applauded.
He held the frame and looked at his name on it. He had been working seventy-hour weeks for two years. This was what they had noticed.
He smiled. He said thank you. He put the frame in the trunk of his car. He didn’t know where to put it at home. He wasn’t sure he wanted to look at it.
Recognition from work arrives with a strange quality when you’ve given too much to get it. The applause is real. The appreciation may be genuine. But when you’ve depleted yourself to earn the thing, the thing arriving rarely feels like what you expected. It feels like a receipt for something you paid too much for.
We measure dedication by output. We rarely ask what the output cost the person producing it.
I’ve been recognized for work I was proud of. And I’ve been recognized for work that was just me not stopping even when I should have. Those two things feel different when you’re holding the award.
He drove home with the certificate in his trunk. He wasn’t bitter. He was just very tired, and the award had not made him less tired, and he wasn’t sure what he had thought it would do.
What was he hoping it would mean?
The dedication award is often a recognition not of passion but of a boundary that was never set. Of work that expanded to fill the space because there was always space to fill. It rewards a pattern without questioning whether the pattern is sustainable.
He put the frame in a closet when he got home. He went to bed early for the first time in months.
He woke up and went back to work.
Some things worth sitting with:
- Have you ever been recognized for something you’re not sure you wanted to be known for?
- What does it mean when the reward arrives and doesn’t feel like a reward?
- What would happen if you worked less and waited to see what anybody noticed?
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Inspired by a real story shared anonymously online.