Ugh! I just went to lunch at a Chinese restaurant near work. When I was getting up to leave, a waitress ran into me with 2 bowls of soup. She dumped them in such a way that the soup poured into my pants pocket…
…where my cell phone was.
It was hot and gross and there was a stewed dead bird bit hanging out of my pocket. Yuck!
She said “sorry” about 27 times while blotting me with napkins and then I left.
I think my phone is ok. I wiped it off with a wet paper towel when I got back to work. I imagine the buttons will always be a little sticky, though.