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THE PLAN |
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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 fell upon the face of the workers,
and
they spoke to their representatives saying:
"It is a crock of shit, and it
stinketh."
And the representatives went unto their Team Leaders, and
sayeth:
"It is a pile of dung, and none can abide the odour
thereof."
And the Team Leaders went unto their Section Heads and sayeth
unto them:
"It is a container of excrement, and it is very strong, Such that
none may abide it."
And the Section Heads went unto their managers, and
sayeth unto them:
"It is a vessel of fertiliser, and none can abide its
strength."
And the managers went unto the Directors, and sayeth:
"It
contains that which aids plant growth, and it is very strong."
And the
directors went unto the Assistant Managing Director,
and sayeth unto
him:
"It promoteth growth, and is very powerful."
And the AMD went
unto the Managing Director, and sayeth unto him:
"This powerful new plan will
actively promote the growth and efficiency
of the company, and in this area
in particular."
And the Managing Director looked upon the plan, and saw
that it was good.
And the plan became policy.
THIS IS HOW SHIT
HAPPENS.