While cleaning out some drawers, I found this little gem, author unknown. Enjoy.
The Plan
In the beginning was the plan
And then came the assumptions
And the assumptions were without form
And the plan was completely without substance
And the darkness was upon the face of the workers
And they spoke among themselves, saying
“It is a crock of shit, and it stinketh”
And the workers went unto their supervisors and sayeth
“It is a pail of dung and none may abide the odor thereof”
And the supervisors went unto their managers and sayeth
“It is a container of excrement and it is very strong such that none may abide”
And the managers went unto their directors and sayeth
“It is a vessel of fertilizer, and none may abide its strength”
And the directors went unto the vice presidents to sayeth
“It promotes growth and is very powerful”
And the vice presidents went unto the president to sayeth
“This new plan will actively promote the growth and efficiency of this company in these areas in particular”
And the president looked upon the plan
And saw that it was good
And the plan became policy
And this is how shit happens.
