If you are old enough to know that Santa does not exist (hate to break it to you, Virginia) (and also you, Rhode Island!), then you are too old to wear a Santa hat, especially with your name emblazoned in glitter.
I don’t care if you work in a pediatric doctor’s office, teach kindergarten, do the payroll for a law firm, or manage a retail store.
I don’t care if you’re going to a holiday party. I don’t care if you’re caroling. I don’t care if you’re just romping around nude in your home, a-wassailin’ with your “hubby”.
I still say NO.