Love, Bonito Year-End-Sale 2014

Hey everyone!

It’s been such a long time since I wrote anything about apparel shopping so let’s take a short break from food posts, shall we? ūüôā

Before that, I have a¬†small confession as a shopaholic. I’m a compulsive shopper – that’s a known fact. Before I got obsessed with makeup, I used to go crazy on online shopping and would¬†spend hundreds of dollars a week on clothes. My spendthrift ways became apparent when I was awarded the “VIP” status at¬†Love, Bonito for being one of their top spenders in 2012. For that, I (together with a few other VIPs) was given priority over the rest in The Great Love, Bonito Sale in 2013 and was allowed to enter the room an hour ahead of everyone. No doubt it was such a rewarding experience and the privilege made me feel that all the spending was worthwhile.

Then, I had to return to school. I was forced to leave my full-time job and gradually, I started spending lesser on clothes (also because my wardrobes couldn’t take in anymore clothes and Bf was nagging incessantly at me for that) and of course, I also lost my “VIP” status on Love, Bonito.

Fast forward to October last year, I was given the opportunity to work at Love, Bonito after responding to their recruitment ad and successfully getting through the interview. I was their Photo Editor but because of school commitments, I had to leave the company after close to 4 months with them. It was one of my best working experiences and it kinda healed most of my scars from my previous long-term employment (which was beyond terrible. Read here). A few months had passed since I stepped foot into Love, Bonito office and I really missed working with the wonderful people there.

Just then, I received a text from one of my Love, Bonito ex-colleagues asking me if I was available to work during their warehouse sale in November. Without hesitation, I gave a positive reply. They must’ve heard me! Haha.

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So yes, that’s just a short background story on how I got to work at the Year-End-Sale. It was a two-day¬†event. Only two days and I felt like my legs were going¬†to break. For days I couldn’t walk like a human being and I had to forgo my morning runs because my soles were hurting like crazy from running around non-stop at the event to replenish stocks at the racks. But that’s fine, because I really enjoyed myself! Met quite a number of great people, and of course, shopping at the sale also plays a great part in making the experience memorable ūüėÄ

Okay enough of rambles. Here are some of the event highlights!

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We got to shop! Here are 2 bags full of my purchases! Not everything was for myself, of course ūüôā

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Day 2!

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Good deals in the wagon! Quite a number of stuff I bought were from the wagon ūüôā

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The pixies were all treated to a sumptuous (to me lah) breakfast on Day 2, courtesy of Kith Cafe!

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Here’s my cup of hot chocolate! What a way to start your morning. It definitely gave me a boost and made me more energised for Day 2!

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Great companions at the event! Here’s me with 2 Jocelyns. Haha!

Are you ready to see my loots?

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These are bags for shopaholics. Haha. Lugged back 2 of this!

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What I bought! I’ve got to agree that I managed to snatch up some great deals! ūüėČ

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Featuring some of my star buys, here are my favourite tops and dresses (especially the maxi dress at the bottom which I had forgotten what it’s called) from the sale.

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Some more dresses and tops, and also the bottoms I bought!

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These are sample pieces (no tag) which I bought on impulse. Way too snug and small on me. ūüė¶

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The very popular furry pullover which was gone before sunset on day 1!

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Love touching the material haha.

I didn’t have time to try out everything I bought but I managed to wear out a few¬†of my purchases ūüôā

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The top is loose-fitting which kinda made me look preggers so I tucked it in (but it’s so short, it kept¬†coming off my shorts). I like the colour and the intricate design on the sleeves.

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Got this from the wagon ūüôā It’s a very unique design for a shorts.

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White romper which was launched during the Chinese New Year period this year. I actually have the same¬†piece in Navy and love it so much that I decided to get another one in different colour! I was lucky enough to have seen it at the sale ūüôā

Okay that’s about it! Will resume my food reviews shortly ūüėõ

Please note that I will not be answering any questions relating to employment at Love, Bonito.

Knowing Your Employment Rights

Hey everyone.

This post is more than a year overdue¬†but I’d still like to publish it anyway because it contains an important account of¬†what happened¬†last year and my life actually had a major turn of events. I’ve been contemplating for awhile whether or not to post this coz firstly, it is¬†rather personal and secondly, I’m afraid writing about it¬†may¬†jeopardise my chances of getting a job if my prospective employer decides to do a social media background check on me lol.¬†Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t do anything illegal. In fact, it’s the complete opposite. I was being righteously indignant.

(wordy post ahead)

Introduction¬†–¬†The sack

I rarely discuss about my work life on this space for fear that I might reveal information that is not meant to be shared in public by accident. But I am making this an exception because I think it has some educational value haha, especially for students.

To sum things up, I fell out with my previous employer of 3 and a half years and yes, I was fired from the tuition centre I slogged so long for. The sack came¬†after my outburst at my then bosses for their horrible treatment.¬†I¬†spent¬†3.5 long torturous years working for people who don’t give two hoots about employee welfare and would constantly push you around like a bully. I was young and in need of money back then (as I stopped taking allowance from my parents), so I remained in the company despite its high turnover rate (both admin staff and teachers alike) as it¬†paid enough for my survival and also¬†had quite flexible working hours.

As a job with no prospects, all they could ever hire are students seeking part-time employment to earn some pocket money. But the¬†bosses¬†seem to be very impatient and intolerant of them (most of whom¬†with no relevant working experience) and¬†always going into frenzy of rage, lashing out at them even at the slightest mistake. They believe that by instilling fear in their employees, they would be more efficient in their work. But little do they know that it lowers people’s morale instead and makes everyone afraid to do the more important tasks (and often leaving them¬†to the seniors to do). Even though they do not physically abuse their staff like this crazy man here, they hurl the most hurtful insults capable of making anyone cry. Granted, there were times when the bosses were nice and would plan¬†company retreats for us, but sadly those happy memories¬†were minimal and¬†didn’t last till the next working day.

To be fair, I gained the trust of the bosses after working for a year and was subsequently promoted to supervisor when I informed them about my plan to delay my studies. The promotion came with an undeniably high pay increment (but here’s the catch: I had to return to the centre whenever they needed me), 7-day annual leave (as opposed to the usual 14 days) but without¬†CPF contribution. I requested for the latter but was turned down because my salary already had CPF included. If I wanted contribution to my CPF account, I had to do it myself coz I was a “self-employed” (erm wtf? Who are you trying to bluff?) At this point in time, I felt a little cheated but still went ahead to fulfill¬†my commitment because it paid well and I needed to save up to pay my Uni fees. There wasn’t even a contract to bind me lol so technically I could leave if I wanted to. But I’m not that irresponsible.

Their attitude towards me began to change a little but being in a management position also meant more work and responsibility. My phone never failed to ring during my off days and most conversations began with lady boss chiding me for mistakes I didn’t make. Initially I took it gracefully but by¬†the third year, I had enough. They really needed to stop treating me like a doormat. I started reasoning with them but my¬†self-defence was regarded as being defiant¬†so our relationship became sour again.¬†My school term started and I reverted to part-time status and could only work 4 days per week¬†including weekends. Gradually, my working hours were shortened by them to cut cost, leaving me with only 2 working days shortly before I was out of the company. Despite that, my workload remained heavy because other less experienced staff wouldn’t want to touch them.¬†Working overtime was also prohibited because they were very reluctant to pay more (not sure why the massive cost-cutting exercise when their business was booming and tuition fees were always on the rise). However with just 2 working days with no time for me to do anything else during operating hours (was always wanted at the front desk as staff couldn’t handle customers’ enquiries alone),¬†it was impossible to complete everything required of me. Thus I had to work¬†overtime til midnight on my what-eventually-became-my-last day at work.¬†I told my ex-colleague, who was there with me for awhile, to explain on my behalf¬†if the lady boss questioned her the next day. I didn’t want to text her because it was already quite¬†late¬†at night.

Then came the last straw. I received a confrontational text from the lady boss the next morning, demanding me not to instruct my staff to tell her that I worked overtime (“Fiona do not get your colleague to tell me what you did for the day”).¬†Apparently that colleague of mine texted her when she left the previous night because she was afraid that she would forget how to tell her if questioned¬†(omg what?).¬†That text came¬†across to me as very brusque and suddenly all the agony¬†and¬†displeasure that I had been bottling up¬†burst from me.¬†In response, I typed 5 long angsty messages to tell her how I felt (no personal insults, just my feelings) and yup, you know it. I was fired. And the news wasn’t even conveyed by her, but by her husband who happened to be the other boss. It turned out that she had also taken a dislike to me (lol no surprise right?) and was probably finding the right time to get rid of me as well. Great, I had given them the opportunity.

To be frank, I don’t feel that offended when I read her messages now. I must’d felt really terrible back then to have such an overreaction. Please understand that I DO NOT usually behave like that!!!

The compensation

Having read¬†a bit of employment law in Poly, I somewhat knew that it is wrong to terminate one’s employment without prior notice. So I sought advice from Ministry Of Manpower (MOM) and true enough, my ex-bosses had gone against the law (they never complied to most anyway). I quote the¬†reply I got from MOM dated 4 March 2013:

Under the Employment Act, both the employee and the employer could exercise its contractual right to terminate the contract of service by giving notice in writing or by paying salary in-lieu of notice to the other party. The notice period shall be in accordance with what is stated in the contract of service. If no such period is previously agreed, the following shall apply:

Length of ServiceNotice Period

less than 26 weeks — 1 day
26 weeks to less than 2 years — 1 week
2 years to less than 5 years — 2 weeks
5 years and above — 4 weeks

If an employer wishes to terminate the employee’s contract of service without giving any notice, he may do so by compensating the employee with salary in-lieu of notice. The employer will also be required to issue a termination letter to the employee.

If you are covered by the Employment Act (ie. not employed in a managerial or executive position) and were given a contractual termination without any advance notice as stated in your contract, you could seek the assistance of the Ministry of Manpower to claim for the notice pay.

Based on the bolded part, I had the right to continue working in the company for the next 2 weeks. But of course, since my ex-bosses hated me so much, they’d rather pay me the salary in-lieu of notice so that they didn’t have to see my face ever again.

The compensation was labelled as “long-service bonus” on the payment voucher can you believe that?!? If I didn’t inform them about this rule, would they even bother to “thank” me for my service? NO. Even at this point of writing, I am still their longest serving admin staff (that’s how bad the turnover rate is). And I dare say I was one of their best employees, or probably the best. I practically slaved away for 3.5 years to get everything in the centre in order alright?

Actually they would la. They owed me a salary of $112 at time of termination. They wrote me a cheque of $120. $8 bonus. ūüôā

The complaint to CPF Board

I admit I felt really disgruntled after the incident and all I wanted to do was to get back at them. But I hesitated on lodging a complaint against them to CPF because I knew the seriousness of the consequences they’d face. After all, they had NEVER contributed¬†a single cent to anyone’s CPF account since they started operations in 2004. The arrears owed to all the employees from day 1, coupled with the fine for defaulting on CPF payments, were enough to wipe out most of their earnings (click here to read more about the penalties for defaulting on CPF payments). I didn’t want to be so cruel to resort to that¬†but my boyfriend strongly urged me to get back what I deserved. Think about it:¬†how much had they pocketed just by not contributing to my CPF alone¬†for¬†the past 3 years+ especially during the period of time when I was a full-time staff? It’s A LOT of money.

He is right. These exploitative employers ought to be taught a painful lesson. Most of the admin staff they hired were young female students and they were obviously preying on their naivety and timidity. Unfortunately, I am not one of these girls. And I really hope more students can stand up for themselves.

Hence I proceeded to lodge a complaint through my SingPass (procedures here). It took CPF Board only 3 working days to get back to me. I had to make several trips down to the office itself to be interviewed and produce supporting documents (bank statements to show how much I was paid, proof of employment etc.) but other than that, everything else was settled swiftly by CPF Board (staff that well-handled this case was Ms See Swee Ping who had already left the board).¬†I am also very grateful to¬†one of my ex-colleagues (whose identity remains confidential here) for agreeing to be my witness ūüôā

The drama unfolded

It turned out that my ex-bosses never registered their business with CPF Board hence they were able to get away with defaulting on so many CPF payments. Apparently CPF Board and ACRA are separate entities so they will not be able to check which companies fail to make CPF contributions if they are not even registered in the first place. Quite a silly system if you ask me…

Anyway, my ex-bosses (and their partner-in-crime accountant) tried several absurd ways to save their sorry ass. I was extremely angered by their actions¬†and¬†they made me feel that they deserved the harsh penalty. Can you believe that¬†they tried to wiggle their way out of trouble by lying that all the admin staff were freelancers!?!?! Freefreakinglancers. Because freelancers do not get paid CPF. And that’s not it. They even dug out contacts of past employees from as long as 3 years ago, instructing them NOT to reveal that they once worked for the company if CPF ever called them.¬†Existing staff, under the influence of the evil bosses, were also told¬†to persuade past employees whom they are friends with¬†not to reveal the truth! How despicable right?

But I’m sorry.¬†ŤÄĀŚ§©śúČÁúľ. CPF Board has their ways to investigate and we are definitely NOT freelancers. Furthermore, many past employees I got in touch with were more than willing to testify¬†against them (shows how terrible they were as employers to incur so much wrath). Actually, once a person is proven to have worked for a company before, he would still be entitled to CPF contributions regardless of whether he wants it or not.

Aftermath

The entire process lasted for 3 months and I got my 3.5 years worth of CPF contribution in mid May 2013. And because it was the fault of the employers for failing to contribute, the CPF recipients did not have to pay anything at all, not even the 36% of wage contribution.

I understand that as students, you would naturally want¬†more take-home pay. I wouldn’t mind not having CPF contribution if it was a short-term job. But if you intend to stay in a job for a long time like me, it is better to opt for CPF. Seriously only when you reach my age (a.k.a¬†adulthood) will you comprehend the importance of CPF. Think about the prices of HDB flats nowadays… how to pay?!?! You have to start young to get that kinda money. Unless you’re some rich person la then I bo wei gong.

I know I seem like a very spiteful person here but¬†truth is, if my ex-employers were nice and reasonable, this wouldn’t happen at all even though it’s wrong to default on payments. Believe me when I say that¬†I’m compassionate.

So the bottom line is if you’re going to be a nasty employer, you better make sure you leave no¬†trace of your dirty work ethics behind.

Anyway, the termination was a blessing in disguise. After being trapped in the job for more than 3 years, I could finally explore other career (not the right word to use but meh it sounds nicer haha) options. I had since worked at Love, Bonito, a company which I wanted to work for a long time ago but never had the chance to coz I was supposed to commit my free time to that tuition centre. Now I’m very happy providing tuition and designing services. Life’s really great now and I wouldn’t trade anything in the world for that. Unless, yeah, there’s a job opening with really attractive pay package hehe!

Til next time ūüôā