Saturday mornings are usually sacred for Gustavo — a time when his head rests peacefully on his pillow as anime streams on his phone. But on this particular Saturday, instead of pajamas, he was dressed in office attire, standing in line with colleagues for his company’s much-anticipated Training Day 2025.
The venue was no ordinary meeting hall. A lavish hotel function room buzzed with life as employees from every department converged. The Engagement Team cheered loudly, their energy infecting even the most reluctant attendees.
The Arrival of the Big Bosses
The atmosphere shifted as familiar faces from newsletters and email blasts — the company’s top brass — made their way into the lobby.
“Oh my, that’s Boss Archie.”
“Wow! Jon made it all the way from Australia?”
Murmurs of amazement swept the room. Then came Gustavo’s unmistakable voice:
“Well kiss my lips and call me Sally! He’s here! It’s Gaspar! The greatest of us all!”
Gustavo enthusiastically high fives his teammate Gaspar who had just arrived. His antics earned chuckles from his small circle of friends, though most eyes remained glued to the higher-ups.
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| Because who doesn’t love Training Day at 9 AM on a Saturday? |
Registering for Training Day
At the start of the line, a young Engagement Team member greeted employees with practiced enthusiasm.
“Good morning! Name, department, and shirt size please.”
Without missing a beat, Gustavo replied, “I’m Sally from Clandestine Meth Labs. I’ll take an extra small please.”
The poor staffer froze. Before the awkwardness lingered, Zoey — a colleague used to Gustavo’s style — stepped in.
“Don’t mind him. That’s Gustavo from Claims.”
Her calm tone reassured the rookie staffer. Turning back to Gustavo, she gave him a knowing smile:
“Good morning, Gustavo. You look particularly stupendous today.”
Gustavo raised an eyebrow, amused. “Well, someone has to keep things lively, right? Besides, you know I’d rather be anywhere else this Saturday.”
Zoey smirked lightly, sliding him his extra-large Training Day t-shirt.
“And yet here you are. Coffee and pastries are waiting for you. Consider it hazard pay.”
He chuckled. “You always know how to make this sound less painful, Zoey.”
She nodded, her expression softening. “It’s my job to keep things organized. It’s your job to survive the day. Let’s both do what we’re good at.”
With a sigh — equal parts defeat and acceptance — Gustavo headed toward the coffee bar, knowing she was right.
Coffee, Pastries, and Chaos
With coffee in hand, Gustavo finally settled at his team’s designated table. Just as he took a bite of his pastry, the speakers erupted.
A loud bang. Obnoxiously upbeat music.
“GOOD MORNING TEAM!! WELCOME TO OUR ANNUAL TRAINING DAY!!! WOOOOOH!”
Gustavo slammed his pastry down, yelling, “It’s 9 FREAKING AM!” But his protest was drowned out by the booming speakers and the roaring cheers of the Engagement Team.
And so, with caffeine in one hand and resignation in the other, Gustavo’s Training Day adventure officially began. What could possibly happen next?
Before Training Day chaos took over, Gustavo had quite the morning. Discover how it all began in “A Quiet Saturday Morning That Didn’t Last Long".
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