Today at work a woman flagged me down next to the bathroom and asked to speak with my manager. I went to my manager, let him know and watched as the woman beckoned him into the women’s restroom. A few minutes later my manager came out of the restroom with an odd look on his face and asked two of our bussers to go back in with him. A few minutes after that the woman came out of the restroom looking victorious, while the three men come out looking sick. I asked them what had happened and apparently mid-ass wipe this woman had lost her gold bracelet in the toilet. Her golden treasure had become lodged in a mountain of doody and toilet paper. She felt it neccessary to get the manager and demand he retrieve it for her with no shame at all about the toilet full of doo-doo. My manager had two of our bussers fashion a clothes hanger into a doo-doo fishing rod and try to hook the golden bracelet. They finally succeeded and quickly left the scene of the crime before they lost their lunch. The woman finally returned to her table of friends, but not before she safely secured the doo doo bracelet on her wrist.