I walked into the Sprint store in West Valley City and stood around, looking interested in various phones for a few minutes while I waited for a salesperson to take notice of me. They were all very busy: one was talking on her mobile phone, two were behind the counter obviously helping customers on the other side, and a fourth was busy trying to silence the "someone tried to steal a phone!" alarm spewing from one of the aisles. Eventually, Alarm-Guy turned the ear-piercing shriek off and asked how he could help me.