You evade the large man and quite possibly save yourself from rape and/or murder.
Now to find out where exactly you are in the world. Hopefully somewhere relatively close to home. If not, well, you'll figure something out right?
You might as well find a street sign. You look about, notice a pair at intersecting streets not too far away.
You hear sparking and a bright light expands behind you. You quickly turn around and watch as the telephone booth you were in mere moments ago spins and flashes as it's taken into a journey through time.
Holy shit, it really was a time machine phone booth . . .