Posted on: May 17, 2022 Posted by: admin Comments: 0

One day, there was an old beggar standing in front of a bustling pastry shop. His clothes were tattered, his hair was scattered, and there was an unpleasant smell. The customers standing nearby to buy goods all covered their noses, frowned, and showed disgust at him.

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The store employee saw this scene and shouted loudly:

“That old beggar, go now! Go now!”

The beggar trembling took out a few dirty banknotes and said:

– “I came to buy cakes. Which one is the smallest?”.

The owner of the patisserie came forward, cheerfully took out a small cake from the glass cabinet and gave it to the beggar. Then he bent low and said:

– “Thank you for your purchase! Welcome to come again next time!”.

The beggar was surprised, then turned and left the shop. He was surprised as if this was the first time he was treated with such respect…

You respect others not because they are excellent, but to show that you are excellent.

The baker’s grandson asked:

– “Sir! Why do you greet that filthy beggar?”

The owner explained:

“Even though it’s a beggar, it’s also a customer. He wants to eat cake. Those cakes are all because we have a hard time making them. If we do not serve him personally, how can we be worthy of his favor for us?”

The grandson asked again:

“If that’s the case, why are you still collecting his money?”

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Bakery owner says:

“He came here as a customer. He spent money to buy, not to beg, my dear! Of course, we have to respect him! If he didn’t collect his money, wouldn’t that have humiliated him? Each customer must be respected. Even if it’s a beggar. Because everything we have now is given to us by our customers.”

The grandson heard, understood the problem, so he nodded.

The owner of this bakery is the grandfather of Japanese businessman and billionaire – Yoshiaki Tsutsumi. Billionaire Tsutsumi once said:

“That year, every move my grandfather made towards that beggar was etched in my mind.”

Much later, Tsutsumi recounted this story to his employees so that they would understand how to respect customers.

It can be said that “respecting” others is not necessarily politeness. It comes from understanding, sympathy and respect for others hidden deep in each person’s soul. That respect does not contain any nuances of benefit. Nor is it affected by identity or status. That is the purest beauty, the most simple and also the most valuable response.

There is a saying: “The heart is one meter wide, the road is one foot wide”. Open your heart to be kind to others! Regardless of whether it’s someone you love or hate. Regardless of whether they are friends or enemies, they must be respected. This is a kind of courage, but also a kind of wisdom.


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