“Welcome back, Mr. Whitlock,” the hotel host greeted me as I returned with my wife from an evening out.
I looked down to see if I had a name tag on my shirt. Almost feeling like a celebrity, I whispered to Lori as we got on the elevator, “How did he know my name?”
It’s nice to be welcomed back.
And when someone knows who we are and can call us by name, like the host at the hotel did to me, it makes us feel even more special.