THE PLAN

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 on the face of the Workers.
And they spoke among themselves, saying, "It's a crock of shit, and it stinks".
And the Workers went unto their Supervisors and said, "It's a pail of crap, and we cannot live with the smell".
And the Supervisors went unto their Managers, saying, "It is a container of excrement, and it is very strong, such that none can even stand it".
And the Managers went unto their Directors, saying, "It is a container of fertiliser, and none may abide by it's strength".
And the Directors spoke among themselves, saying one to another, "It contains that which aids plant growth, and it is very strong".
And the Directors went unto the Vice Presidents, saying unto them, "It promotes growth, and is very powerful".
And the Vice Presidents went unto the President, saying unto him, "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 saw that it was good.
And the Plan became Policy.
And this is how shit happens.