I have a love hate relationship with nane tags. Actually, it’s mostly hate. Actually, it’s indifference with a twinge of hate. I don’t care for them. I usually lose them at events. They never hang or fit right.
For some reason, I have found name tags to be elitist. I don’t quite understand myself on that framing. Yet, I have thought that for years and years. It could be that I thought nametags offered a shortcut and allowed people to not have to remember your name. They could just refer to the nametags. I, for one, have done that. Furthermore, I have often met and remet the same people who repeatedly act as if it were the first time we were meeting. Rude! I usually remember faces, even if I don’t remember names. This, I often remember people when I re-encounter them. Occasional, however, I do forget. And, when that happens I am mortified. But back to the nametags.
This past weekend, they held the Oscar nominees dinner. Or something to that effect. And, they handed out nametags. That alone made me pause and laugh. I wouldn’t want to wear a nametag on a nice dress. Plus, do these celebrities need nametags? Apparently so.
There’s a photo that went viral on social media that showcases a nametag. Specifically, Brad Pitt was photographed wearing a nametag at said Oscars dinner. Whoa! Once I saw that photograph, my framing of nametags changed. If Brad Pitt can wear a name, letting people know who he is, many of us can do so as well. He looked quite charming wearing his nametag. And, with that I’m going to wear a nametag that says Brad Pitt and see what happens.