Ask For Steve (or Stephen)

...at the Verizon store on Fort Union blvd.

Why?  Because he's a super nice, friendly, go-above-and-beyond kind of guy.

That's why.

Remember when I mentioned that my new iphone was stolen?  Well...

Someone (the dirty rotten thief?  Or maybe his/her mother?) dumped my phone at a Verizon store.  It was unusable because of too many attempts to figure out the access code.

• So there it sat in the back room of the store, for a few weeks, waiting for someone to come claim it.  

• But Steve got sick of looking at the thing and thought to himself;  somebody wants this phone back...  It was probably stolen.  And so he took it home.  

• He plugged it in. 

• He hacked into it which erased everything on my phone, except the serial number.

• Then he looked up the serial number, just to see if this phone was attached to a verizon account.  (It was!)

• And then he called me.  A good six weeks after my purse was stolen, I'd gotten my phone back!

Let's here it for Steve!!!  Woot!