Mrs. Fix-It

I should preface this story by saying I do not have Michelle's permission to share it... although that has never seemed to stop me before. I consider the phrase "don't tell anyone" to sometimes mean "wait a week, then tell everyone."
I was at work when I received a text from Michelle saying the toilet in the guest bath would not flush. I called her back and asked her to check to see if the chain had come loose. She removed the lid and saw the chain. "Oh, I see it. It fell down to the bottom of the tank," she said.
I told her to reach in the tank, grab the chain, and reattach it to the handle. She seemed hesitant and so I reassured her the water in the tank was clean and she responded, "Well, I'm not going to just stick my hand in there."
"Why not," I asked.
"Cause I'll get electrocuted."
There was a brief pause at that point as I thought I had misunderstood.
"How?" I asked.
Michelle was instantly frustrated, "I don't know, okay? I'm not a plumber! I don't know about how toilets work!"
I'm happy to report that after a brief explanation of the physics behind the modern toilet, Michelle overcame her fear of toilet bowls and reattached the chain. I'm so proud.