Because of Friendliness and Kindness

        Many years ago, one night, there were a heavy stormy rain. A man and his wife were entering the lobby of a small hotel in Philadelphia. They tried to avoid the rain. This couple was reaching the receptionist’s table to have a room to spend the night.

        “Would you like to give us a room, please?” asked the man. The receptionist, a young friendly man within his smile was looking at the couple, he then explained that this week there were three conferences in that city.” All rooms are full,” said the receptionist. “But I cannot let a nice couple like you come out again and get caught in rain at one o’clock in the morning. Would you mind to sleep in my room? Not too good, but clean enough to make you sleep well tonight.”

        As the couple looked unsure, the receptionist persuaded, “Don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine.” Finally the couple agreed. The next morning, when they wanted to pay for the bill, the old man said to the receptionist,” you act like a kind manager; you should be the owner of the best hotel in America. Maybe someday I will build you a hotel.” The receptionist looked at the couple, the three of them then laughed.

        On the way home, the man and wife agreed that it was very seldom to meet a nice receptionist like him. Finding a friendly and helpful person was not an easy thing.

        Three years passed by. The receptionist almost forgot on the happening when he received a letter from the old man. The letter reminded him about the stormy rain a few years ago. The letter was also attached with a round trip ticket to New York. The old man asked him to come and visit him.

        They finally met in New York; the old man invited the receptionist to the corner of Fifth Avenue and 34^th Street. He pointed to a new wonderful building there. A palace with reddish stones and a tower soared up to the skies. “That,” said the old man, “is a new hotel that I have just built for you to manage.”

        “You must be joking,” said the receptionist. “I guarantee, I’m not joking,” said the old man, with a wide smile.

        The name of the old man was William Waldorf Astor, and the structure of the glorious building was the genuine construction of Astoria Hotel. The young receptionist, who then became the first manager of the hotel, was George C. Boldt.

        The incredible story above teaches us on how important to do a nice thing, no matter how small it is. This story is also reminds us on a proverb, which says, “People who does bad things, even though disaster hasn’t come yet, fortunate has kept away from him. People who does nice things, although fortunate hasn’t come yet, disaster has kept away from him.”

        No lucky without act first, either consciously done for certain aims or unconsciously done or automatically. Therefore, luck is because of the cause we have created or done.

        Let’s make ourselves get used to do nice things every day. No matter how small it is. Truly, a nice person is a really lucky one.