I have thought of putting up a business. It should be something which I love. Something which takes little monitoring. And of course, something which uses little capital.
And so it was that at 3am again today, I decided to go into the t-shirts business!
All my friends know that I am a t-shirt’s guy. I love wearing t-shirts with catchy lines and thought provoking images. Though the words doesn’t necessarily reflect on my personality, they are nevertherless fun.
One particular shirt which I love is a red-colored number which I bought in Bangkok. On the front, it says: “I gave all my money to charity.” At the back, there is a picture of a semi-naked woman on the pole saying: “Hi, my name is Charity. I charge US 50 an hour”. Of course, I can not wear that shirt to church or when meeting government officials.
Also a favorite is my green shirt with a cute, yellow from in the middle. At the back, it says: “Never been kissed”. Witty. I wore it once during a party in Maungdaw, and I have received so much unsolicited kisses from the party girls that night. Of course, some of them were drunk already.
I bought a Punjabi t-shirt in Delhi which says: “Gabru”. Literally (according to the sales girl), it means young, handsome and single. So much meaning for such a short word. This is me, I thought. It reflects me! Moi! Without further question about the price (it was a whooping 700 rupees, by the way), I chose a citrus green shirt and started to browse for some more articles. It was then that a guy came in modeling the shirt I just bought. He was about 50, big belly, and a face no plastic surgeon can handle. He had a bit of vitiligo (a skin condition causing the skin to have different pigmentations), more pronounced on his face and hands. So not Gabru. I gave my newly purchased shirt to an equally deserving guy, my former translator, Anam.
I still love my four-year-old Spoof t-shirt: Fed Up. It is of course, a spoof of Fed Ex. I wear this whenever I feel like stressed and distressed and feel like playing Californication on my ipod. Too bad the company lost some of its wit – they don’t produce nice shirts as they used to. Where were those shirts which says "Gorgeous No Money" instead of Giorgio Armani? Anything new on that side of the block?
I know that the competition for clothing biz is fierce....But hey, I have friends who can help me with the networking and be model themselves, no?
Bong, the attorney, for instance for wear a shirt which says: “No one is above the law”. And at the back, it would say: “Except me who has diplomatic immunity.”
Or Norie could a shirt saying: “C.E.O” in front, and “Woman on Top” at the back.
A bald guy could have a shirt with the writing: “Eternal Sunshine On A Spotless Head”.
A patient with mental problems could wear: "P.H.D. Alumnus" in front and "Psychiatric Health Department" at the back.
My dream line would be: “Stool, shaizer, merde” in the front and then “it’s all shit.” In the back.
Hey I could go on forever with this. Wit flows eternal on a business-inclined doctor!
Just like saying curved yellow fruits for some common fruit.
Anyone up for partners?
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