So, let me back up…
Over the holidays, we ran into some trouble with our DSL. AT&T was given a chance to resolve the issue, but they declined to step up to the plate, so Comcast was brought in. They could have a guy out at 3:00 on New Year's Eve to get us running on cable internet.
While the main guy was looking around for some cable (conjunction) junction box or other to liven up the cable jack we need to use, his flunky "Slappy" asked to use our bathroom. Dude was in there a looooong time. A creepy long time.
Fast forwarding, the cable internet is hooked up, tested, they leave, and we have a nice New Year's Eve.
But, my first flush of the New Year, and I hear "drip, drip, drip" and look down to see that there's water all over the floor on the right side of my toilet.
I think the cable guy broke my toilet.
I THINK THE CABLE GUY BROKE MY TOILET.
So I did what any self-respecting man with my DYI skills would do… I put a plastic cup under the drip and we used the other bathroom.
For about a week.
Okay, I was looking at the toilet on day 2 or 3 and moved the tank a little and it stopped leaking for a while but came back. I tried Googling it, and that terrified me even more.
I was about ready to call the plumber, but then I did the unthinkable:
I got an adjustable wrench out of the tool box, crawled down on the bathroom floor, and I tightened a nut about 2 turns (the nut holding the tank to the seat, not one of my testicles, thanks for asking) and BOOM! no more drips.
And the cup is still sitting there 3 weeks later.