I wonder if at least some of it depends on the surgery itself - how well it functions and what kind of an atmosphere there is. I can imagine a new receptionist might come in full of good intentions, but if the surgery is a bit of a mess, there's lots of random hassle and disorganisations, and the other receptionist have a "culture" of not being particularly nice to patients, which in turn will mean the patients will turn up ready for a fight, they'd soon start acting like their collegues?
I've had less than nice receptionists in my previous (busier, urban) surgeries, although I think on par with most other customer facing people (at least where they don't depend on your custom for business). Current surgery with it's YOUNG (not long!) lads is a genuine positive surprise. They do actually have some older females in the mix, too. The two young men just stand out. It seems to be a pretty well run and well organised surgery in general, in a smaller town setting. Yes, I've left them positive feedback, also on the receptionists!
There's some properly nice small town stuff going on, where they remember you and seem to not treat you as a number, even though it's not a small surgery. I watched a new dad come to book his partner's six week check while I was there recently, and the receptionists were full of congratulations and asking about how the mum and baby were doing, and what they were calling their wee son etc.
One of the receptionists (not one of the lads) is a bit flappy. I asked for a referral letter that I was told was in the reception recently, and she genuinely looked down on hands and desk and went into a flap about not having any letter there. Then went on a long flappy search. There was a box on the side table that says "Referral letters" on it. I meant to say to maybe look there, but she went off to find a collegue to help before I could. Collegue obviously assumed said box had already been looked into, and both rushed off into the back room. It took a third collegue (I don't know if these were all receptionists, just people who milled about) to find my letter, in the box.