The Plan goes to Sh$#


In the beginning was the Plan. And then came the Assumptions. And the Assumptions were without form. And the Plan was without substance.

And darkness was upon the face of the Workers. And they spoke among themselves, saying, it is a crock of [censored] and it stinks. And the Workers went unto the Supervisors and said, it is a pail of dung, and we can't live with the smell.

And the Supervisors went unto the Managers, saying, it is a container of excrement, and it is very strong, such that none may abide it. And the Managers went unto the Directors, saying, it is a vessel of fertiliser, and none can stand against its strength.

And the Directors went unto the Vice Presidents, saying, it promotes growth, and it is very powerful. And the Vice Presidents went unto the President, saying, This new plan will actively promote the growth and vigour of the company with very powerful effects.

And the President looked upon the Plan and he saw that it was good. And the Plan became Policy.

And this is how sh$# happens