Ranger was greeted by name when entering the local branch of our public library. Some folks you are pleased to have remember you and others, maybe not.
Our mechanic knows us too well, our plumber (Bless him, we spend money to save it, with his advice.) does, too. The pharmacist knows us by sight and so does most of the staff at Publix. The lady who cuts my hair and I have known one another for 20 years, or so.
Whom do I wish knew us better? Well, I don't have a jeweler, who knows me, or a personal shopper who does, either. I wish Starbucks associates saw me often enough to greet me by name, but they don't.
I think the most revealing thing is that the people at Mickie Dee and KFC say a fond hello when I drive up.