I never thought this would be me...

Last night, I came back to my apartment only to find that the toilet was backed up. I tried using the brush to fix the problem myself, but it definitely wasn't working. So, I called John. Yes, John, not the maintenance guy for the apartment complex. He brought over his plunger and walked into my bathroom where the toilet had slowly been draining (thank goodness it didn't overflow). He looked at me, standing there in my bathrobe and was like "Oh, you want me to do it?" I never thought I would be one of those girls, baffled by a toilet and completely at a loss for what to do other than calling someone to fix it. In theory, I really do know how it works, but I was sure I'd screw something up. So, of course John fixed the problem and then went home.