I've tripped at night on a UK beach after lighting a fire in the pissing rain with a single match and one sheet of toilet paper as kindling, and can assure anyone that phones failed to cross my mind one single time. That was well over twenty years ago though, and all the phones had buttons back then.
More recently but still over a decade ago I did end up attempting to type a text message in a pub while eating chips (UK ones, not crisps). The process largely consisted of rubbing chip grease into the phone whilst trying to work out what the heck I was doing. My WPM was way down, smh.