Würkin Stiffs (Jonathan Boos)
Product: Magnetic colar stays
These are sort of one of those products that makes me think “Duh! Of course!” when I see it. Such a simple concept, and you know it’ll sell. The thing is shark Kevin O’Leary hits the problem right on the head: Boos won’t shut the fuck up. Even after Boos admits he’s yammering on like he hit the button ten too many times on his caffeine drip, he won’t shut up. Obviously the sharks who take him in know a good product when they see it, though, regardless of the inevitable meetings from hell with this guy.
Tippi Toes (Sarah Nuse & Megan Reilly)
Product: Gymboree-like franchise … or something like that
Kevin O’Reilly … I dunno whether to love him or hate him. In regards to the $30k franchise fee for Tippi Toes, and how it has to be renewed every ten years, he says, “I don’t know whether to applaud them or call the police.” I’m still not really sure what the heck this product was, but that was probably a factor of the major amounts of editing that went on after it was filmed. These companies really take a huge risk coming on this show, as they’re usually dissected right in front of us. Maybe someone would invest in the company after reading the website, but after this show?
The Original Shrimp Burger (Shawn “Chef Big Shake” Davis)
Product: Just what it says
You’ve gotta feel bad for guys with passion like Chef Big Shake, and how much he truly believes in his product, only to have to walk away, hat in hand. When O’Reilly talked about how difficult he knew it was to deal with shrimp — with the fluctuating cost, refrigeration, etc. — I knew this was going to end badly. Oh, and was anyone else reminded of Bubba-Gump Shrimp?
Copa di Vino (James Martin)
Product: Single-serving wine
As soon as I saw this product, I knew it was the patent for the packaging that was going to sell. The fact that the winery is in Oregon … sorry, but that’s not premium wine. It can be good, but … it’s Oregon. It seemed that the packaging could use a little work, as they all seemed to be spilling the wine (dig that girl) when they ripped the tops off the glass. Martin’s fatal flaw — other than sweating profusely (maybe it was roasting in there) — was not separating himself from his clear passion for his winery. The packaging process is an obvious gold mine, but Martin wanted to hear none of that. Put that patent to work and let the money flow in, then use that to build your winery and do what the hell you want with it. I just didn’t get it.
Clacked by Keith McDuffee 
on Mar 20, 2011 @ 23:31 EST5EDT
