How can anyone possibly think this fool is successful? Half the time he relies on pure luck, despite an incredible lack of anything resembling brains. The rest of the time, people (namely me) bail him out of messes he's made in the first place.
My reward? A day at the physical rehab centre for stress and because I can't stand up without feeling as if someone is stabbing me in the back.
How is that reasonable? I'm beginning to think that the best place in the universe is to be on a planet with no people. Then I wouldn't have to put up with such stupidity and lack of logic. Expecting human beings to be rational or equitable is a dream best left to the insane.
On the positive side, came up with the second rule of
The 7 Phases of a Project (or Project Cycles for Idiots)
1. Wild enthusiasm
4. Panic (Accompanied by frantic midnight call to resident genius to fix the mess.)
5. Search for the guilty
6. Punishment of the innocent.
7. Promotion of the clueless. (Three guesses on who that would be, if you need them.)