Glory
You're a tax preparer and just made someone's day by getting them a hefty refund. You even made them cry—they can afford the Winnebago of their retirement dreams because of you.
Or you're an auditor and you caught fraud—the CEO and CFO are soon to go to jail. You made them cry—they'll lose the Winnebago of their retirement dreams because of you.
You'll get praise and pats on the back, but you probably won't get carried through the streets on anyone's shoulders. If you wanted that trip, you'd have chosen another career or era in which to be born. Like, do they even do street-shoulder-carrying any more?