Yesterday I went into the bathroom after lunch. Like many men (and some women) I often read on the toilet if I’m going to be there a bit. I lifted the lid and turned around. Intent on my book, I didn’t realize that Mrs MT had recently cleaned the toilet and the brush was drying under the seat with the brush head over the toilet bowl. I started to sit down. When those bristles hit a sensitive spot I jerked back and hit the toilet tank, breaking it. Water poured onto the floor, soaking my socks and the bottom of my jeans that were around my ankles. The water supply, sensing the emptying tank, poured more liquid onto the floor. I managed to get my pants up and turned off the water. I ran out, got a mop and started to clean the floor. Mrs MT said the water was dripping down into the utility room, even with the water turned off it keep dripping. We called a plumber, concerned that the force had also damaged the cheap plastic tubing used now instead of copper pipes and it was leaking. At time and a half, Manny came out and said there was no damage to the pipes. He replaced the toilet. Total cost: $560. I got a new sturdy toilet out of the deal at least, an American Standard. Not quite a Ferguson but it'll do.