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 they spoke among themselves saying, "It's a crock of
shit, and it stinks."

And the Workers went unto their Supervisors and said, "It
is a pail of dung, and we can't live with the smell."

And the Supervisors went unto their Managers saying, "It is
a container of excrement, and it is very strong, such that
none may abide by it."

And the Managers went unto their Directors saying, "It is a
vessel of fertilizer, and none may abide it's strength."

And the Directors spoke among themselves, saying to one
another, "It contains that which aids plant growth, and it
is very strong."

And the Directors went to the Vice Presidents saying unto
them, "It promotes growth, and it is very powerful."

And the Vice Presidents went to the President saying unto
him, "This new plan will actively promote growth, and vigor
of the company with very powerful effects."

And the President looked upon the Plan, and said that it
was good,

And the Plan became Policy.
And this is how shit happens.