July 22, 2009
I figured out where everyone stood two hours into the work. Two blond, enthusiastic men still in college were Verizon interns. A black man around my age was also a temp, along with a nervous older man who reminded me of Mr. Bean. More people from the Verizon office in Southfield were present today, so I took the liberty of reading Sansa's lips from across the room and selecting the customer's phone from the counter. I gave each box to Kris. She put the battery in each phone and programmed it, handing it to someone at the Cellbrite for transfer.