I'm reminded of one of the MYTH Inc novels by Robert Aspirin, where a guy trying to sabotage a war effort gets himself in charge of logistics for a couple of army divisions. Unit is running short of toilet paper? Nah, send 'em a couple of crates of propaganda leaflets instead. About to be ordered to a tropical region? Send 'em winter-weight uniforms with mandatory parkas. Etc.

Of course this being MYTH Inc, everything goes horribly right/wrong/something-orthoganal-to-both.