These geniuses, these titans of industry, these shining beacons of incompetence, are running this company with the grace of a drunken rhinoceros in a china shop. Every decision they make is another nail in the coffin, another step closer to the abyss. But hey, at least they're probably getting hefty bonuses while they drive this ship into the ground, right?
Seriously, how do these people still have jobs? Do they have compromising photos of the board of directors? Are they secretly lizard people in disguise? I'm starting to think the only explanation is that the universe has a cruel sense of humor and we're all just pawns in some cosmic joke.
But hey, maybe at the All Hands next week they'll surprise us all. Maybe they'll wake up and suddenly develop a clue. Maybe they'll realize that running a company actually requires, you know, competence and leadership.
Yeah, and maybe I'll win the lottery tomorrow too.