Angpow Story - Butterfly

~ Posted on Wednesday, June 17, 2015 at 12:08 AM ~

I have been sharing some of my favorite angpow pieces on an angpow collectors group in Facebook and some members have been telling me to continue sharing my memorable stories and so I thought, why not write it down, that way, our kiddos can read about it when they grow up next time, eh?

For those of you who are not familiar or never heard of the words 'Angpow' (also known as 'ang pau', 'ang pao', 'angpau'), here is a quick definition:

Angpow = Red Packet (filled with cash inside) given during festivals

So for today's angpow story, it comes from this 2 pieces of lovely angpows (front and back placed side by side):

Angpow Story

When I see this angpow, ESPECIALLY where it comes from, I just gotta add it into my collection. Not because I like butterfly but more because of the company Metrojaya.

I started working as a sales promoter during school holidays when I was 16 years old. I still remembered getting paid RM4/hour for the part-time job, working 10 hours a day and at the end of the month, I gave RM50 to my late dad (he fetched me home with his motorbike every time I finished work at 10pm) and RM150 to my late mum for her allowance, the remaining goes to my savings and expenses.

I was assigned to the Childrens' Department, helping out as a packer. First time I know of such job title. What I did was help out the cashier, to pack and wrap the customers' purchases nicely. Metrojaya has a unique style where all purchases will be put into a thin layered plastic bag, wrapped nicely and then put into a Metrojaya plastic bag. I still remember a supervisor telling me each plastic bag costs 2 cents. Sort of a privilege shopping experience feel.

I continued working part-time during school holidays after that even during college time, earning my own income, not wasting away my holidays doing nothing. In a way, I don't regret working part-time there as the savings I made from the job helps out my parents.

And that is the beginning of my independence stage, sort of like the butterfly spreading its wings to fly, not needing to depend 100% on my parents anymore.


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