TIFU by plunging my office's toilet

About 2-3 weeks ago a toilet in my office started to leak from under the caulk seal. Just regular clear water around the bottom of the toilet.

Maintenance came out 2 weeks ago and put in a new (now non elongated) toilet. Once we used it we realized that the toilet was barely adhered to the floor. You could shift the damn thing with 1 hand. I reached back out to our landlords for a fix. They came back out last week, thought they couldn't get it to adhere correctly due to a flange being in the way.

My guess is when they put it in initially they knew it wouldn't fit correctly due to it being much smaller than the original and they hoped we wouldn't notice. In the end, they realized they weren't up to the task and asked the landlords to send out real plumbers. Who are scheduled to come this upcoming 24th. 

This last Thursday I went to the bathroom after several others to the only toilet being used in our office now. I am a conservative paper user, i will make sure the job is done, but I will flush if I feel like we are getting too much paper in the bowl. I finish my cleanup and flush and it doesn't go down. Not like the paper clogged the toilet but like, water entered the bowl but did not go down the drain.

FUCK.

ME.

So i begin to plunge. I plunge for like 15 minutes and NOTHING is working. Over and over and over. After awhile I notice the plunger is ripped on the side. I go to Home Depot and buy 2 different HARDCORE plungers and return. What follows is an 80's montage of plunging. The floor is covered in water. My shoes are fucked, and this son of a bitch will not go down. I get a mop and clean the floors and call for backup.

Co-worker 1 Plunges: NOTHING.

Co-worker 2 Plunges: NOTHING.

Co-worker 3 then plunges for a good while and some paper comes back in the pipes.

The thing we all notice, we can hear the water rushing into the pipes when we plunge but it just wont flush.

After dumping drain cleaner, Dawn dish soap and other chemicals down the drain I try one last time. I felt like peter parker ripping apart as he tries to stop the train from flying off the rails.

Nothing.

I give up and email the owners again. Friday comes, a fifth co-worker tries plunging to no avail. We leave for the weekend confused and defeated.

I come into the office this morning....

SWEET FUCK does it smell. A smell you can't quite pinpoint. An odd mixture of sewer gas, shit, cleaning solution, and old pipes. I can't find the source. I'm climbing ladders to find something dead in the ceiling. Opening doors and huffing the smell like I have a fresh bag of paint thinner and I'm trying to forget my childhood.

No dice.

The rest of the office comes in, we light candles, Co-worker 1 brings in air fresheners. We open all the doors in our office to get something moving and we cannot figure it out.

After a few hours our neighbor from across the hall comes over to tell us she knows where it is coming from.  The emanating source... The building's janitor's closet.

I follow Co-worker 1 over to the room and DEAR LORD. What we find is still making me shudder.

The fill basin for mops holds about a foot and a half of BLACK water, definite chunks seen floating in the liquid. The room smells just as vague as the rest of the building only deeper and more pungent. There are boxes stacked around the room and they each have about a 6 inch SOAK line of crusty dark brown liquid.

The only theory I can come up with, is the maintenance dudes fucked up the flow of the pipes when they messed with the toilets. This  caused  our second toilet to stop flushing because the access to the sewer got fucked.

For hours, we must have been forcing SHIT water into the janitors closet. Spraying water all over the extra tiles, the boxes, the carpet, the supplies. FILLING this room with thick, rancid rotting shit.

It is fowl, and I am shaken.

 TL;DR: My whole office brute forced chunky shit water to spray all over the inside of our building's janitor closet over the course of 2 days.