"I should be in charge" said the blood, "because I circulate oxygen all
over
so without me you'd all waste away.

"I should be in charge, " said the stomach," because I process food and
give
all of you energy."

"I should be in charge" said the legs, "because I carry the body
wherever it
needs to go."

"I should be in charge" said the eyes, "because I allow the body to see
where
it goes."

"I should be in charge, "said the rectum, "Because I'm responsible for
waste
removal."

All the other body parts laughed at the rectum and insulted him, so in
a
huff, he shut down tight.

Within a few days, the brain had a terrible headache, the stomach was
bloated, the legs got wobbly, the eyes got watery, and the blood was
toxic.

They all decided that the rectum should be the boss.

The Moral of the story?
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The a@#hole is usually in charge

sounds like a few people in middle managment . . . .

Oh you work in MY building.  Cool!