It's amazing how completely a little scratchy clothing tag can drive a person up the wall.
I had two of them poking into my neck today. By midmorning I got sufficiently desperate that I reached back and yanked on them, and succeded in removing one. But the other one is firmly sewn in and cannot be yanked out by hand. So I put up with it a while longer, but then by midafternoon I was even more desperate so I finally took scissors and carefully rounded off the corners so they don't poke so much. It's still irritating me, but that's the best I can do for the moment.
As soon as I get home I'm going to go through and remove every last tag from every last piece of clothing I own.
And while I'm at it, I want to place an order for a new set of skin that isn't quite so sensitive.