Way back in the mid 90's I was working a short term I.T. contract at S.C. Johnson Wax Co. in their newest building, just a bit south of Milwaukee. It had all auto-flush toilets.
The I.T. Department there had a young German intern. His issue pager fell off his belt into the toilet, and as he whipped around to try and grab it, the sensor went off, and it was flushed by the powerful pressure-head tankless mechanism.
Shame-faced, he admitted to management what happened to the pager, and maintenance was notified. The toilet was clogged, but the pager wasn't in the toilet. Somehow it had navigated the S-curve and had gotten lodged in the waste pipe in the floor. Snakes couldn't get it out.
A day later, the stall had it's door removed, was caution taped off, and the toilet was gone.
A day after that, that men's room was closed, and you could hear jackhammering.
Poor kid, he never lived it down after that. Some guys in I.T. started calling him "
Toilettenjunge".