I just dropped my pants to take a call on line 1 in my private office, and heard a plunk just as I was sitting down. That would have been the lanyard attached to my work ID, which was hanging out of my pocket before it landed in the toilet.
Of course there was somebody else inside to hear me cussing and muttering while I attempted to detach the contaminated lanyard from the ID. They also heard the resounding toot I released while engaged in this exercise. Sigh.
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