Bad house guest = good husband

We had a house guest staying with us for a couple days. HE was a friend of Greg's when they were in the conservation program together several years back. The day after his first night with us I went to use the downstairs bathroom and I FELL INTO THE TOILET because our guest left the seat up (this is why I haven't used his name, so he won't be embarrassed when he returns to Indianapolis, the land where they don't put down the seat). It wasn't until that moment that I realized that in the almost 7 years that we have been married, Greg has never once, not once left the toilet seat up. I was so pleased I had to call and tell him right away and then call and thank his mother for training him so well. She denies ever formally training him in this area but I just know she must have taught him this technique during potty training. Me and my dry rear end are eternally thankful!