Well, glad we got that cleared up

Wearing a nametag is a small, simple and subtle thing.

It’s easy to miss if you’re not paying attention. Which most people aren’t.

Baristas almost never notice it, since most of them still ask for my name to write on the side of the cup. That always makes me chuckle.

Not to be a jerk or anything, but my name is literally in front of your face.

But that’s okay. I don’t expect people to notice me, and I don’t get too upset when they don’t. After twenty years, thus sticker has become a bit of a fixture. Fades into the foreground most of the time.

But it is fascinating to watch the arc of people’s curiosity play out over time. Because during everyday conversation, most won’t ask about the nametag the first time they encounter it. Or the second time. Or even the third time.

And after several interactions, there’s this great moment where their curiosity can’t contain itself anymore. Somewhat annoyed and confused, they turn to me and say, okay, so I have to ask, what’s the story behind the nametag?

This is typically the first in a series of about seven questions, which I’m happy to answer. And once those basic details have been addressed, people are satisfied, their brain cramp goes away, and we can move forward with the relationship.

Now, this exchange is not specific to wearing a nametag. When any of us start new relationships, certain details about each other that deserve to be revealed.

Everyone had some version of, well, glad we got that out of the way.

This identity disclosure is not a requirement for successfully connecting with others, but it certainly helps remove that pesky asterisk from people’s perception.

Without it, interpersonal uncertainty can go on too long, and it always feels a smidge uneasy between people.

LET ME ASK YA THIS…
What brain cramp might people have about you, and how could you relieve it for them?