I object...(object: noun or verb?)

I've been noticing at work how often we treat other people as objects. The customer placing an order gets angry and yells (literally yells) into the speaker at the order-taker. Then the order-taker cusses him/her out (not into the speaker). So, I decided to try to think of people as people yesterday. I didn't really treat them any differently. I still just quickly gave them their order, took their money, and said "have a good day." My attitude was entirely different though. I found myself thinking that I really would like that person to have a good day.
There was one man who treated me like a person.
One.
In hours of taking out orders.
Just one.
I found out that he's a pastor. (I asked about a book that he had in his car.)
I don't know that I would like the church he pastors or that I would agree with his doctrine, but he treated me like a person. It's the next day and I still remember him. (I remember this other guy with two brownish-yellowish buck teeth and his little rat dog too, but that's beside the point.) This pastor man was different than the rest of the world. He was kind, gentle, patient, joyful.
He gave me a $2 tip.
That's not why I like him, but it is an important "outward reality" of the "inward truths."
So tip well today. Treat the little people like people. Be different.