Barb The Model: Flaw Pointer-Outer

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Barb The Model: Holy Idea Tees Flaw Pointer-Outer

Holy Idea Tees is a growing company. It has become increasingly more difficult for me to continue to try to do everything myself. The process of buying, “inventorying”, filing, “photoing”, processing, listing, packing and shipping is one of continual movement and I needed someone to help pick up the slack.

So I hired Barb:

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In case you’re wondering, the answer is “Yes. She is a nudist.” It is her choice and I’m an equal opportunity employer. Who am I to judge?

Barb has proven to be a very valuable asset to the Holy Idea Tees team. If there are any flaws on any T-shirts, Barb’s responsibility is to point them out in the most comprehensive way possible. This will hopefully be an upgrade from competitor listings I’ve seen that use questionable methods in an effort to limit customer returns.

I’ve seen Dirty Fingernail Pointing:

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Did you just plant some chrysanthemums?

Or use the “Nondescript-Item-To-Point-Out-A-Flaw-But-You-Have-No-Idea-Where-The-Flaw-Is-ON-the-T-shirt” method:

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Is this on the back? On the front? On the shoulder? Near the bottom?

Perhaps you could use sharp, pointy objects to point out flaws but you still have no idea where the flaw is ON the t-shirt:

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Again, thank you. However, where is this hole? The sleeve? The bottom? Front? Back?

Barbs addition to the Holy Idea Tees team adds a “fun experience” for customers browsing through photos on any of the listings in the store.

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A lot more interesting to look at than a dirty fingernail

Also, her ability to be so photogenic in key situations allows me to show angles that give the potential buyer an idea of where the flaw is on the t-shirt instead of just a close up picture of it:

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It’s the distant look in her eye that gets me every time

Sometimes she uses her extreme flexibility to show flaws that cannot be duplicated by other methods:

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Her multiple appendages allow her to point out multiple flaws in close proximity of each other:

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She even serves as a nice reference piece when showing exactly how large vintage pins are:

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And sometimes she even helps with other things like pill ball removal:

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All in all, Barb serves as a powerful reminder that no matter how small you are… you still have a purpose. Unless you’re Ken. Ken’s just weird:

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It’s actually Kenzie now.

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Wanna ask Barb a question? She’s on Instagram!

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Full Disclosure

I feature my own words at the beginning of each description in eBay. These are italicized and can be read before any of the generic blather that must follow regarding returns, payment terms, sizing, etc. that are part of a “cut & paste” code I use to make the data entry process of all these t-shirts much faster. Generic blather shown right below:

Generic cut & paste blather...

Blah blah blah yadda yadda yadda

So, before all that cut & paste yellow tape and “stuff I have to say to protect myself” I will fully disclose the thoughts I have on the item. For example, an item like this:

Click the photo if you're interested in the t-shirt :)

Click if you’re interested in the t-shirt! 🙂

Would have full disclosure as such:

If this t-shirt could talk i’m sure it would tell some interesting stories. The Odyssey1 was a Hollywood night club in the 70s and 80s until it burnt down in 1985. It was also run by a renown criminal Eddie Nash who was known for his role in the Wonderland Murders. I won’t go into it all, but you can check it out on wikipedia. Interesting stuff. Anyway, this t-shirt is incredibly (paper) thin and super soft and comfortable. There are holes throughout but nothing major. These issues are outlined in the final four photos with some help by my assistant Barb. This is a really nice eclectic piece guaranteed to start some stories. 

Or for a slightly offensive vintage t-shirt like this:

Click if you're interested in the t-shirt!

Click if you’re interested in the t-shirt! 🙂

I would discourse as such:

Catchy slogan. However, don’t wear this on a first date or to meet your girlfriends parents for the first time. There is some slight yellowing on the front of the t-shirt (see final picture) but it is so light it is hard to illustrate in a photo and, quite honestly, don’t know if you or anyone will ever be able to see it. 

Aaaannnd for the sake of making this completely clear, here’s one more example:

Click if you're interested in the t-shrt! :)

Click if you’re interested in the t-shrt! 🙂

Full disclosure in the eBay listing for this item says:

Awesome vintage, sleeveless tee with a 1983 timestamp. This tee is in EXCELLENT shape but does have some small signs of wear. Aside from some pill ball buildup there is a small stain on the front upper/right and the back lower/left are as indicated by my assistant Barb in the final two photos. This is listed as a medium but it is pretty small so please check the measurements to ensure a fit. 

I’ve found many other eBay stores don’t give enough information on the quality of their stuff. I want to make sure there that I make it abundantly clear that no stone is left unturned and that you’re getting EXACTLY what you want.

Sound good?

Entrepreneur

So, here I stand: an entrepreneur.

When I sit down, I’m still an entrepreneur.

I think the rules state that I’m still an entrepreneur even when I get up to go get some of my strawberry yogurt pretzels out of the pantry.

When people say, “So, what is it that you do?” I get to say (while fiddling with my monocle), “Oh, well you see… I’m an Entrepreneur”.

At 5:01 PM on Friday, August 1st my job title of “HR Recruiting Coordinator” fully dissolved into the ether and a new official job title of “Entrepreneur” was laser-etched onto my soul.

My first official order of business was to worry incessantly about my business. This actually started taking place well before my job title change but let’s not split hairs here. I worry all the time.

So, after my usual every day worrying, the first thing that pops into my head is, “When I think ‘Entrepreneur’, I think Bill Gates or Steve Jobs. Is ‘Entrepreneur’ a title for smarter, richer, more experienced, less attractive looking individuals than me?”

In a haste, I decided to look up the definition of Entrepreneur and it say’s this, “A person who organizes and operates a business or businesses, taking on greater than normal financial risks in order to do so.”

Well, that makes it official… I am an entrepreneur.

This is me being serious about things. Also... being constipated.

This is me being serious about things. Also… being constipated.

While the future can be wrought with fear, anxiety and anticipation I have decided to look toward the future wrought with excitement, resolve and determination. I’m tired of being constrained by negative emotion. It’s time for the other emotions to enjoy themselves.

It’s time to be an entrepreneur.

Is That A Lot?

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I bought this t-shirt with the intention of selling it but wound up keeping it because it reminded me of one of my fondest childhood memories that come from playing Monopoly with my older brother. Even today, the 12 year ago difference doesn’t stop the memories that we cultivate when we get together. I’ll look back on all these moments fondly. He’s a good brother like that.

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When I was around six or seven years old I loved to play Monopoly. While I might not have known how to count money when I was six, I did know that my brother’s attention would be held for a little more than five minutes because a full game of Monopoly takes no less that 5 years.

It didn’t matter, whenever I had to pay money or was getting paid in Monopoly, I would follow up the directive with this question: “Is that a lot?”

It’s a phrase that probably haunts my brother in his sleep today. There wasn’t a turn that went by where I didn’t ask the phrase.

Matt: Okay Christopher, you landed on Vermont Avenue. It’s $100. Do you want to buy it?

Me: Is that a lot?

Matt: For Monopoly… no.

NEXT TURN

Matt: Ooh Christopher, too bad, you landed on Tennessee Avenue. That’s one of my properties. You owe me $14.

Me: Is that a lot?

Matt: Fourteen is one $10 bill and four dollar bills.

Me: Is that a lot?

Matt: No.

NEXT TURN

Matt: (Reading my “Community Chest” card) Oh Christopher! It says “Go directly to jail. Do not pass go. Do not collect $200.”

Me: Is $200 a lot?

Matt: Well, it’s a lot of real money. Not Monopoly money.

Me: Can you count it for me?

Matt: Christopher, you’re going to have to learn this eventually I can’t count for you when you’re 80 years old.

Me: Is that a lot?

Matt: *sigh*

Basically, my brother played both sides of the board as I had an utter lack of understanding that 200 was more than 100 or that 4 was less than 400.

I can remember one time out of probably 100 times that he turned me down at my request to play a game of Monopoly. It was our time to spend together and it is something I’ll always remember.

What is your favorite board game?

Holy Idea Tees Selects Owner Of Holy Idea Tees

What do you see here? A mess right? There is no flash. No spunk. Nothing interesting.

(Disclaimer CEO Note 10/9/2014This post was written on March 15 of the year 2014. Please take into account the business was a fledgling business with nothing more than a hope and a prayer that I could do something like sell t-shirts on eBay for a living. Also, I keep it here for integrity purposes. Perhaps one day I will be dining with Donald Trump over t-shirt ideas and sipping on 200 year old bottles of champagne and will be able to have this to prove I can see the future.

(Disclaimer CEO Note 7/4/2026: Donald say’s “What’s up Old Chris!” Oh man we are so drunk. Later Old Me.

What you’re looking at is the bare bones beginning of a journey. Right now, I’m just a used T-shirt salesman with a shitty website and a dream.

But soon, I’ll be the T-Shirt President of the United States of America. In the future, if anyone wants to get a T-shirt, then they’ll have to come through me first. At least that’s the formal plan. I may wind up in a ditch with nothing but my T-shirts to keep me company but I try not to go there.

“How are you going to do this?” You may be asking yourself.

I began selling T-shirts I’d bought at local thrift stores about six months ago. What started as an experiment quickly became a way to make extra cash. I thoroughly enjoy the hunt. Perusing through tattered and stained T-shirts to find brand new, name brand, vintage or used (yet wildly popular) T-shirts that will sell on eBay. Unbelievably, this is a completely viable way to make money.

So why not have fun with it?

I’ve always been a lover of T-shirts.  I don’t know why. Maybe it’s the creative process that goes behind them. Maybe it’s the fact that I could live my whole life and never see all the T-Shirts that exist. Maybe I’m a “Sk8ter Boi” at heart and desire to wear nothing but Hurley and Billabong shirts. I don’t know what it is but I like them.

As I began delving into the world of T-shirts, I pondered, “If this shirt could talk, what could it tell me?” I will never know why people give away brand new T-shirts.  I will never know why a person will part with a New Kids On The Block T-Shirt that was printed in 1990 (how many shirts do you have from the 90’s?). I will never be able to relay to you the stories that a shirt can tell.

But I can try.

I’m a frustrated blogger. And a frustrated actor. And a frustrated writer. And a frustrated human being really. I desire nothing more than to make my mark in this world.

“How can you make your mark by selling T-shirts someone else gave to the thrift store?” says you: the eternal pesimist.

Well, you’re just going to have to stay tuned to find out. Regardless of whether I succeed or not, I’m determined to have a good time doing it.

Stay tuned.

And in the meantime, check out my cool T-Shirts.