That was how I was greeted this morning (with accompanying handshake) when I popped into GW to pick up some brushes. I'm so used to this now it just sort of washes over me.
I got to thinking about this when I read this post at fighting fantasist, where he notes that on a recent visit none of this happened to him. I suppose they do this to most people - the matey sales pitch - but I always feel as if they make an extra bit of effort for, shall we say, the older customer with independent means (i.e. a job and doesn't live with their parents).
I've found going in with a toddler to be a very interesting experience, as they've even tried to suggest that I might like to get an army started for him (he's two). While I do see him as a future gaming opponent, it might be asking a little bit too much to get him into WFB just yet, as he may have trouble calculating save modifiers.
As a final thought, my brother was once approached in a GW store when looking over a box of miniatures by an eager chap who said (and I kid you not): 'So, a chaos man, eh?'