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.

Darkness was upon the faces 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 said,
"It is a pail of dung and none may abide the odor thereof"

The Supervisors went to their Managers and said unto them,
"It is a container of excrement and it is so strong that none may abide by it"

So the Managers went unto their Directors and said,
"It is a vessel of fertilizer and none may abide by its strength"

And the Directors went unto the Vice Presidents and said,
"It promotes growth and is very powerful"

And the Vice Presidents went unto the President and said,
"This new Plan will actively promote the growth and efficiency of The
Company, and these areas in particular"

And the President looked upon The Plan and saw that it was good.
And The Plan became The Policy.
This is how Shit happens