When you're at the bottom of the pile, everything dominos down style. Everyone at the top, tries to slide the crap down drop. The upper screw ups, end up in the lower tea cups.
Next thing you know, the boss says you've got to go. In the meantime boss over, sats in his office cover. As you walk out the door, he grand stands the floor.
When you tried to explain, your word ended up the caboose on the train. As the train road on down the track, you were wishing for your job back. When it pulled in the station, your employment came to termination.