I Think I’m Going with Plan B

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 by the odor thereof."

And the Supervisors went unto their Managers and sayeth unto them:

"It is a container of excrement and it is very strong, such that none may abide by it."

And the Managers went unto their Directors and sayeth:

"It is a vessel of fertilizer, and none may abide its strength."

And the Directors spoke amongst themselves, saying to one another:

"It contains that which aids in plant growth and its power is unequaled."

And the Directors went unto the Vice Presidents and sayeth unto them:

"It promotes growth and is very powerful."

And the Vice Presidents went unto the President and sayeth unto him:

"This Plan will actively promote the growth and efficiency of this company, and in these areas in particular."

And the President looked upon the Plan.

And he saw that the Plan was good.

And the Plan became Policy.

And this, my bretheren, is how Shit happens.

Here endeth the lesson.

NOTE: I did not write this. It is something I transcribed from a Xeroxed sheet I was given many years ago while working at Nintendo. As far as I know, the author is unknown.

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