Worked in a sewage plant to pay my way through college. So I know all about the stink!
One day we got a call from the local police, a man was stuck in a porta-potty. Imagine, it was a 95F day w/ humidity around 95% in August and hotter inside the potty. The man dropped his keys in the porta john and attempted to retrieve them. First by reaching in w/ his hands and arm. No luck. He then decided to climb in. This man had no business in even attempting to get into an area this small. He was a very large man. He got stuck at the waist and couldn't get unstuck. We unstuck him and I lowered a string w/ a magnet and retrieved the keys no problem. He was upset before we got there, but when he saw me do that, he started to cry. Covered in blue, w/ paper plastered to his entire bottom half and stinking to high heaven. By the time this was all done, at least 50 people were standing around looking. Cops laughing, women screaming, kids pointing. The whole nine yards of humiliation. It was like a Saturday Nite Live skit.