The morning was just beginning, 8:00am on the dot as Radek made his coffee at the Cafeteria as part of his normal routine; two creams, one sugar, and the real stuff none of the fake sugar that he hated, although still had available for his performers and staff.
Orientation was to begin today sharp at 8:30am, held in the center of the Aerial floors, Level 4, on the large floor mat that sat right in the center. It was big enough to accommodate his entire staff for the show, performers and developers. Orientation was his way to introduce himself to his newly hired performers, some who have already been training with him, and lay down the rules and regulations. His rules didn't change often but when they did, each performer was required to sign his contract. If a rule was broken they would be reprimanded or perhaps let go immediately. Luckily, his rules were simple. People loved the show because they can feel how much the performers enjoy their work and their work environment. Radek always dreamed of having not only a grand circus show for the world to enjoy, but a large family of his own, there for each other no matter what, and despite how different they might be or where they come from across the world.
Radek walked with his cup of coffee in hand, inhaling the sweet and flavorful aroma, before taking a tentative sip of the hot beverage. He made his way towards the staircase and began lazily walking up on the right side, left hand grasping his coffee cup, right hand grazing the rail for guidance. He was a timely man, a man strict to his daily routine. He always gave himself enough time to be where he needed to be, get things done to their due dates, but without the rush or frantic actions that would normally follow a procrastinator.
Radek always wore casual clothes and today, Orientation day, was no different. He wore his black sweatpants that were fitted, scrunched at his ankles. He had his dark soft padded sandals on and a white v-neck t-shirt. A loose sweater covered his back with a dark scarf hung lazily over his neck and hanging on the sides at his front. His glasses sat on top of his head.
Every person involved in his show received from Radek two hand-written letters for Orientation day. The first letter was a 2 week notice. The second letter was more casual, sent three days prior, as a courtesy reminder. His regular performers knew he expected punctuality. His new performers would learn soon enough.
Orientation was to begin today sharp at 8:30am, held in the center of the Aerial floors, Level 4, on the large floor mat that sat right in the center. It was big enough to accommodate his entire staff for the show, performers and developers. Orientation was his way to introduce himself to his newly hired performers, some who have already been training with him, and lay down the rules and regulations. His rules didn't change often but when they did, each performer was required to sign his contract. If a rule was broken they would be reprimanded or perhaps let go immediately. Luckily, his rules were simple. People loved the show because they can feel how much the performers enjoy their work and their work environment. Radek always dreamed of having not only a grand circus show for the world to enjoy, but a large family of his own, there for each other no matter what, and despite how different they might be or where they come from across the world.
Radek walked with his cup of coffee in hand, inhaling the sweet and flavorful aroma, before taking a tentative sip of the hot beverage. He made his way towards the staircase and began lazily walking up on the right side, left hand grasping his coffee cup, right hand grazing the rail for guidance. He was a timely man, a man strict to his daily routine. He always gave himself enough time to be where he needed to be, get things done to their due dates, but without the rush or frantic actions that would normally follow a procrastinator.
Radek always wore casual clothes and today, Orientation day, was no different. He wore his black sweatpants that were fitted, scrunched at his ankles. He had his dark soft padded sandals on and a white v-neck t-shirt. A loose sweater covered his back with a dark scarf hung lazily over his neck and hanging on the sides at his front. His glasses sat on top of his head.
Every person involved in his show received from Radek two hand-written letters for Orientation day. The first letter was a 2 week notice. The second letter was more casual, sent three days prior, as a courtesy reminder. His regular performers knew he expected punctuality. His new performers would learn soon enough.
