In the beginning, there was the plan.
And then came the assumptions.
And the assumptions were without form.
And the plan was completely without substance.
The employees told their supervisors:
“It’s a crock of shit and it stinks!”
The supervisors then told the department heads:
“It’s a pail of dung, and none may abide by the odor.”
The department heads then told the managers:
“It’s a container of excrement, and it is very strong such that none may smell it.”
The managers then told the director:
“It is a vessel of fertilizer, and none may abide by its strength.”
The director then told the VP:
“It contains that which aids plant growth, and it is very strong.”
The VP told the Executive-VP:
“It promotes growth, and it is very powerful.”
The Executive-VP told the President:
“It is very strong and will promote growth and efficiency of the system.”
And the President reviewed the plan, and said:
“This is good.”
And the plan became policy.
And this is how shit happens.
(As swiped from a skype session in the office)