I’m not a fan of logoed items on my person. As a man of business, if I advertise your goods or services, you need to compensate me as stipulated on my rate card. There are exceptions. I have a baseball cap from the American Embassy in Damascus, a city where little baseball is played. I have a necktie with the Royal crest of the University of Kent at Canterbury, where I was a graduate student for 10 minutes and I often wear a lapel pin from Lock Hatters, London, a gift from the shop’s managing director, a device normally worn only by staff. But today I’m in flagrant violation of my No Logo Policy.
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