In the beginning there was The Plan.
And then came The Assumptions.
And the Assumptions were without form.
And the Plan was without substance.
And darkness was upon the face of The Workers.
And the Workers spoke amongst themselves, saying, "This is a crock of shit, and it stinketh."
And the Workers went unto their Supervisors and said, "It is a pail of dung, and we can't live
with the stench".
And the Supervisors went unto their Managers, saying, "It is a container of excrement, and it is very strong, such that none may abide it".
And the Managers went unto their Directors, saying, "It is a vessel of fertilizer, and none may abide its strength".
And the Directors spoke amongst themselves, saying, "It contains that which aids plant growth, and it is very strong".
And the Directors went unto the Vice Presidents, saying, "It promotes growth, and it is very powerful".
And the Vice Presidents went to the President, saying, "This new plan will actively promote the growth and vigor of the company with very powerful effects".
And the President looked upon the Plan and saw that it was good.
And the Plan became Policy. And that my friends, is how Shit happens.