More Work Humor...
Sep. 3rd, 2003 12:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
senoritafishI had a hard time getting up this morning. Avalon decided to wake up at 3 AM and scream at us for an hour and a half. She would calm down periodically, but them would start herself up again. She also managed to get out of her crib on her own for the first time, so I guess it's about time to take the side off. She finally wound up with us, which means I now have sore shoulders as well, from being trapped between her and John on my side and unable to move. It worked better when we had a California king-size bed, instead of a queen.
And now, for something completely different.......
When I first started here, umpteen years ago, this was posted outside one of our more irreverent co-worker's office. It disappeared eventually, but recently I felt an urge to go look it up again. It's a been around for awhile, so skip it if you've seen it before.
And now, for something completely different.......
When I first started here, umpteen years ago, this was posted outside one of our more irreverent co-worker's office. It disappeared eventually, but recently I felt an urge to go look it up again. It's a been around for awhile, so skip it if you've seen it before.
The Plan
...or...
How Shit Happens
In the beginning was The Plan.
Then came the assumptions,
and The Plan was without form and completely without substance;
and darkness was on the face of the biologists,
and they spake amongst themselves, saying,
"It is a crock of shit and it stinketh!"
And the biologists went nigh unto their associate biologists, saying,
"It is as a pail of dung and none may abide the odor thereof."
And the associate biologists went nigh unto their senior biologists, saying,
"It is a container of excrement and it is very strong, such that
none may abide by it."
And the senior biologists went unto their Ecosystem managers, saying,
"It is a vessel of fertilizer and none may abide it's strength."
And the Ecosystem managers went unto their Regional managers, saying,
"It contains that which aideth plant growth, and yea, it is very strong."
And the Regional managers went unto the Director, saying,
"It promotes growth and is very powerful !!!"
And the Director went nigh unto The Governor, and sayeth unto The Governor,
"This new plan will verily promote the growth and efficiency of this organization !!!"
And The Governor beheld The Plan, and saw that it was good.
And lo, The Plan became policy.
And behold! This, my brethren, is how shit happens.
...or...
How Shit Happens
In the beginning was The Plan.
Then came the assumptions,
and The Plan was without form and completely without substance;
and darkness was on the face of the biologists,
and they spake amongst themselves, saying,
"It is a crock of shit and it stinketh!"
And the biologists went nigh unto their associate biologists, saying,
"It is as a pail of dung and none may abide the odor thereof."
And the associate biologists went nigh unto their senior biologists, saying,
"It is a container of excrement and it is very strong, such that
none may abide by it."
And the senior biologists went unto their Ecosystem managers, saying,
"It is a vessel of fertilizer and none may abide it's strength."
And the Ecosystem managers went unto their Regional managers, saying,
"It contains that which aideth plant growth, and yea, it is very strong."
And the Regional managers went unto the Director, saying,
"It promotes growth and is very powerful !!!"
And the Director went nigh unto The Governor, and sayeth unto The Governor,
"This new plan will verily promote the growth and efficiency of this organization !!!"
And The Governor beheld The Plan, and saw that it was good.
And lo, The Plan became policy.
And behold! This, my brethren, is how shit happens.
