I was at an event at a friend’s house, a friend whose wife is a fancy interior designer and whose house is designed at every turn. The guest bathroom has a marble and copper basin to wash your hands. and a specialized toilet with a seat apparently not rated for my specialized ass, because it cracked when I sat on it.
No one should design a toilet seat that doesn’t support quite a bit of weight. I was brave enough to let my friend know right away rather than let her discover the broken toilet later; she was gracious enough to commiserate about its apparent fragileness and not blame my size.