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In the beginning was the Plan. And then came the Assumptions. And the Assumptions were without form. And the Plan, as usual, was without substance. And darkness was upon the face of the Workers. And the Workers spoke among themselves, saying, " This is a crock of shit, and it stinks." And the Workers went unto their Team Leaders and said, "It is a pail of dung, and we can't live with the smell." And the Team Leaders went unto their Supervisors saying, "It is a container of excrement, and it is very strong, such that none may abide by it." And the Supervisors went unto their Assistant Plant Managers, saying, "It is a vessel of fertilizer, and none may abide its strength." And the Assistant Plant Managers spoke among themselves, saying to one another, "It contains that which aids plant growth, and it is very strong." And the Assistant Plant Managers went to the Plant Managers, saying unto them, "It promotes growth, and it is very powerful.." And the Plant Managers went to the CEO, saying unto him, "This new plan will actively promote the growth and vigor of the Workplace with very powerful effects." And the CEO looked upon the Plan and saw that it was good. And the Plan became Policy. And that, my friends, is how shit happens
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