When I was growing up, I went to work with my step-dad at a condo at the Ritz-Carlton in Boston. The place was SWANK, let me tell you. They were doing the drywall, among other things, and I was the slave for the day. I went to use the bathroom, and found this funky looking toilet next to the real toilet. Having no clue at the time as to how the other half lives, I could only imagine that it was washing your feet or something. I fiddled with the handle, and WOW, water gushing up from the weird drain at the bottom and literally blasting away at the unpainted ceiling. I backed away, in a panic, with water "douching" the ceiling. Regaining composer, I shut off the water, but the drywall on the ceiling was trashed. My step-father and his colleague were none too thrilled...And that is how I trashed the ceiling of a bathroom in a multi-million dollar condominium at the Ritz-Carlton in Boston with a bidet that I thought was a foot washer.