I was walking home from the movies a few months back and heard running water. I looked around trying to figure out where it was coming from and saw a guy in a phone booth. As soon as he saw me he freaked and ZIPPERED him self. It was quite funny, and disgusting at the same time.
The moral of this story:
Public washrooms are cleaner than public phones.
Until you find something worth dying for, you're not really living.