I discovered this the hard way this weekend. It was a sunny 65 degrees here in the Seattle area so the kids and I decided to go wash the cars. After an hour or 3 we finished up and poured out the bucket of dirty water. And there at the bottom was my phone, belt holster and all. So I didn’t just drop my phone in the water. It had been there for hours. I friggin’ marinated the damn thing.
So if anyone is trying to call me, don’t bother, I can’t answer until I get a new phone. I don’t often use my phone for business, but Murphy’s law says that the gig of a lifetime will try to call while my phone is out of commission.