The Plan

In the beginning was the plan, and with it came the assumptions.

And the assumptions were without form, and the plan was fiscally unsound,

hopelessly flawed, and completely without substance.

And darkness was upon the faces of the rank and file Employees.

And they became angry, and spoke ill of the plan amongst themselves, saying,

"This is a crock of shit, and it stinks."

And it came to pass that some Employees went unto their Supervisors, saying,

*"It is a bucket of feces, and none may abide the reeking stench thereof."*

And the Supervisors went unto their Managers, saying,

*"It is a pail of strong excrement, and it's odor is such, that none may abide by it."*

And the Managers went unto their Regional Directors, saying,

*"It is a container of fertilizer and none may deny it's strength."*

And the Regional Directors went unto their Vice Presidents, saying,

*"It is a vessel containing that which aids plant growth , and it is powerful."*

And the Vice Presidents went unto the President and CEO, saying,

*"We believe It is very powerful, and contains that which promotes growth."*

And the President and CEO went unto the Board of Directors, saying,

*"This new, powerful plan I bring you will actively promote the growth and*

*efficiency of this organization, and in these areas in particular."*

And the Board of Directors did need not look upon the plan to know of it's worth.

As there had been many staff meetings, and memos too numerous to count.

And Management agreed, and it came to pass that the plan became policy.

And verily I say unto you, this, is how shit happens.