fame

I have a reputation for being less than welcoming to new employees at my workplace. Even I have to admit that most of the time I can be a total jerk. I've actually mellowed out a lot in my old age and have made an attempt to be a bit more courteous and receptive. But you know what they say about old habits and dying hard. The new generation has no idea. 

   Tonight Jessie (one of the newbies) at my work said,

   "You take such good care of me."

   Which came as a surprise. It was like having a bolt of lightning strike my brain. It wasn't as if I went out of my way to look out for her. I just made a little space for her to squeeze in. 

   Know what...It feels good to be good. 

   In the past few years I have met and known quite a few athletes, artists and musicians that are well known. I used to think that I wanted that. It must be a great feeling to be recognized for something that you are passionate about and are good at. I want to be famous too. I want to be known for how generous and caring I am.