TIFU by clogging the toilet and not paying for maintenance

This isn’t really “today,” it was three weeks back in October ‘25. I (24M) live by myself in an apartment with two pets. Anyways, I’m used to toilets clogging. I can thank my IBS for that. However, one day my toilet clogged, and no amount of plunging could get the flush to be strong enough to wash everything down. Maintenance came and resolved it, but only temporarily. It clogged completely again, and I couldn’t fix it with simple plunging again, so I tried using Green Gobbler. After three bottles of the stuff, I gave up. Maintenance managed to resolve it again. It clogged again a day later and wouldn’t flush at all.

Maintenance took much longer to arrive the third time, despite my escalatingly graphic emails to convey the importance. Over four days, it went from “Hey, my toilet is clogged again, I still have no idea what’s wrong with it” to “My bathroom reeks of poop. There is a mountain of poop in my toilet and I have to drive to stores now to use the bathroom. I can’t use my shower here because I come out smelling like poop. PLEASE FIX!”

I had to leave for a week to take my dog to a specialty vet. I instructed my cat-sitter not to use my bathroom. A few days later, I got an email update that my toilet has been replaced, and an invoice for about $280. I wasn’t sure that I should pay for something like my toilet failing, and I was short on money, so I told them I’d pay it when I could and kept paying rent on time. March rolls around, and I still haven’t paid for the toilet. So, they call my father as the guarantor. He agrees that I shouldn’t pay if it was an issue with the toilet and repeats that to the landlord, who tells him that I had, in fact, been responsible for it breaking. I vehemently denied doing anything to cause it to break. When my father relays that to the landlord, he calls me back later with a reprimand. “Why did you lie to me about the toilet?” I’m taken aback, because I can’t recall lying about any details besides leaving out the much grosser details. Then, he reluctantly reveals:

They found my butt plug in the pipes.

I have one of those over-the-toilet shelves. When I use a sex toy, I wash it in the bathroom sink and set it on the shelf to dry. Apparently, it fell in the toilet and I didn’t notice. Thankfully, my conservative father had no desire to talk about it. I heavily apologized to my dad and landlord, and promptly paid for the toilet.

TL;DR: After three weeks of my toilet clogging, maintenance replaced my toilet and charged me $280. I neglected to pay it, thinking it shouldn’t be my responsibility that my toilet broke. Months later, they call my father as the guarantor and ask for payment. He argues in my favor, and they reveal to him that they found my butt plug in the pipes. Absolutely mortified.