Tourist spot Ginza
The appearance of people walking through the streets of Ginza has changed. Last year, there was an increase in large American white couples. They were casually dressed, as if they were about to run a marathon. Recently, there are even younger people who pay little attention to their appearance. The streets are lined with pharmacies and ultra-luxury watch stores. There are also now car dealerships selling luxury sports cars. In the large underground parking lot, only high-end cars are lined up. The customer base has become increasingly polarized. Ginza used to be a district of high-end stores that were difficult to enter. More and more stores are relying on inbound foreign shoppers. Due to the weak yen, the tourist demographic visiting Japan has expanded. And now, both Ginza and Kyoto have become regular tourist destinations. Is this a good thing? When I was younger and in charge of planning the Ginza Festival, I worried about the exclusivity of the district’s shops. I wondered if we could make it more famous and gather crowds by holding global events like New York or Hong Kong. But now, it seems the crowd is gathered at Shibuya Crossing. As I grow older, my thoughts have changed. I now think it might be nice to have stores that, like old Kyoto, only serve customers with an introduction, refusing first-time visitors. I’ve become a picky customer myself. Maybe it’s because I’ve attended customer harassment training. Is there a business model that can provide service that pleases everyone and makes all employees happy? Recently, I’ve begun to question whether the happiness of business owners is even possible. Is selling the company and retiring the path to happiness? I can’t do that, but my lifespan will eventually run out. Even if I don’t step aside, a limit will come eventually. How will it happen to me? I always convince myself that as long as I complete today’s work, it will be fine. Today, I plan to rest and sleep while listening to lectures and explanations online. I wonder if Snow White ever had dreams. Perhaps, like a baby napping on its mother’s lap, I just want to go back to that time. If possible, I sincerely wish for that.
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Koyama Group Representative, Thunderbird Representative, Vice President of Health Station
It’s the season for shabu-shabu and sukiyaki cravings, Yasunari Koyama