Hello My Name Is Leeroy Jenkins
Let's do this!
Yes, it's been five years. But listen up. It's. Still. Funny. And as long as it makes us giggle, we're going to encourage you to use it to overthrow corporate America and its nametag-forcing ways. You know you want to. Plus, chicken.
You may already be aware that we hate going to events that require nametags. We don't like encouraging strangers to talk to us. Plus, we always forget to take the damn thing off when we walk out of whatever it was that required the nametag, so we're headed home, stopping by the grocery store, accidentally encouraging the produce manager to address us by name. Which is just creepy.
We dig this nametag, though. You wear it to some corporate event you know is going to require nametags, and you might get away an hour or two before somebody notices. Okay. Maybe 15 minutes. But there's the possibility that they'll find it funny enough that they'll let you go without. Don't work at that kind of place, huh? Well, at least let out your warcry before you slap the real nametag on over this one.
White 100% cotton shirt with black and red "Hello my name is..." sticker over the chest, with "Leerooooooooooy Jenkins" on the tag (mostly) and the utterance "(At least I have chicken.)" below.