*WARNING - POTENTIALLY DISGUSTING and LONGSTORY BELOW*
Definitely the time I plugged the classroom toilet back in my 6th grade class. It was a Greek Orthodox School, and at break a few kids would always line-up to go. We had been told not to take ****s in the crapper in the beginning of the year due to the fact that the infernal device couldn't "swallow" them for some reason. If we had to drop the kids off at the pool, we were told to use the Church's bathroom. Unfortunately, I was cramping up and I figured one time probably wouldn't result in disaster. It did. I finished my business, and flushed. A few gurgling noises later and it came to my attention that the thing was plugged, and plugged bad.
I panicked, and reached for the plunger - which must have been made of steel as it was impossible to press down upon, the rubber simply would not bend as plunger's are supposed to. I stayed there for awhile trying to think about what to do when I figured I'd just walk out and act as if it wasn't me. I had been in there for awhile and no one was knocking on the door for me to hurry up, so it seemed as if everyone was outside at break. I first needed to wipe my ass of course, as I didn't wanna smell like **** for the rest of the day. While doing so I had the brilliant idea of throwing the dirty TP in the trash rather than the toilet to avoid a worse plug. I buried it under some of the other trash to avoid people finding it.
I felt a little bit better now, and I unlocked the bathroom door as I asked myself what the worst thing that could result from this was, and then reassured myself nothing would happen at all. I took a half step out and to my horror the only cute girl in the entire school was patiently waiting there. "You sure took a long time" she said, I just stood there with my body half in the bathroom, half out. I wanted to tell her not to go in, but instead I just stepped aside and replied with a small and nervous laugh. I probably should have told her somebody plugged the toilet, and I was trying to fix it, but she was too smart for that. I stepped aside and let her through, and then fast walked it to the classroom door. I needed fresh air. Before I even reached it though, I heard a loud and distinguished "EWWWWW!!!" from the bathroom. I was so embarrassed. I heard the bathroom door open, but I didn't turn to talk to the girl, I just hotstepped it outside.
It came to my realization that break was almost over, soI booked it to the backlot behind the school and grabbed a 7th grader who I kind of knew. I told I plugged the bathroom toilet on accident, and humbly asked for his help to unplug it. I did this out of pure franticness, as if Father Ed (yes, Father Ed), the Junior High teacher found out, he would have my head. I swear, the man despised my guts. Anyway, the seventh grader agreed and somehow managed to unplug the thing in a matter of seconds. What a swell guy, eh?
About a week later - on trash day (simply a day where on break we would go around the school and take out the trash), this kid who at the time disliked me was assigned the bathroom trash duty. As he picked up the container, he smelled the dirty TP left there, and searched around the bottom. He found them, and told the teacher. A big argument went down as to whodunnit, and somehow all the kids ganged up on a friend of mine. I knew the girl knew that it was me, but she didn't say anything the entire time. She just sat in her seat and glanced at me a few times. After a bit, I stood up and took the blame. Which was once again embarrassing, but I honestly didn't care all that much. I just said I plugged the toilet due to the fact that I really had to go, and could not wait. The teacher respected my honesty, and for once letit go.The girl and I remained pretty awkward after the incident, but I never really had any intentions to talk to her much, and the kids made fun of me for the next few months, but it wore off, and all was well.
Yeah, that's my story. :P
EDIT: Didn't realize it was supposed to be recent. Oh well.
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