It’s my go-to greeting.
I don’t remember why, perhaps I was missing my Montana roots, but a few years ago I decided to greet people with a “Howdy” and a few seconds of warm eye contact.
I love it. More often than not, people will hold my eye contact while asking how my day is. I always smile and answer genuinely.
This morning, was a first, however. I was running errands in a new area and went into a local coffee shop. As I approached the young man at the cash register, ready to give my order, I gave my usual “Howdy!” greeting and smiled.
He looked at me, smiled shyly at first then burst into a full throated laugh. He said he had been missing home all morning and was just standing behind the counter thinking of all his friends and family back in Billings when I walked in. Mine was the first Howdy he’s heard since he moved to California in January. We chatted for a few minutes and it turns out he knows my cousin’s son! He told me I made his day.
Who knew a little “Howdy!” could make such a difference!