Full disclosure, post inspired by this Reddit thread:
https://www.reddit.com/r/bjj/comments/7ycmqs/is_it_ever_ok_to_bring_up_promotions_with_the/
Guy says he’s been training consistently 3 times/week for nearly 5 years; still a white belt and instructor, who is “famous,” does not know his name.
Upon first glance I’d say he’s fabricating details, but upon reflection, I have been addressed as “fren” since enrolling at my school. Also, haven’t seen a promotion in 4 years despite taking first in multiple tournaments and tapping higher-level belts than myself from time to time.
On one hand, I don’t think it’s anything to get upset over: is the training environment good? Are you learning new techniques and improving your game? Do you get the benefit of excellent training partners? Then what’s the problem?
On the other hand: how fucking hard is it to remember someone’s name who has been putting food on your table and attending your classes for multiple years? Should we all just refer to one another as “my fren” and leave it at that?
As for promotions: I have never attended an actual “promotion day” which is always during a time slot that conflicts with my work schedule. Is it ever the case that an instructor scans the room to see who showed up, then decides to promote people? I’m not saying that I wholly deserve a promotion, but several students have mentioned that I am probably functioning at a level above my current belt.
Then again, I do partially agree with those who assert that belts don’t mean shit. I have seen enough hardcore blues tap recreational browns and blacks that the belt system is one big blurry haze to me.
It might sound ridiculous, but I think that the instructors who make the effort to learn their student’s names probably have a better retention rate than those who go through the motions with the “Hello my fren!” routine.
Also, opens up another discussion: which instructor do you prefer, the dedicated B or C-level black belt who never achieved competitive accolades but is fully invested in helping students, or the Mundial champ who would rather text message during class and only gives a fuck about you if you are a 22-year old on the podium at the Pan Ams?
Please comment and feel free to offer alternative viewpoints I may not have considered (instructors’ input especially welcome).