May uses the Vision-enabled PCS Phone by Samsung® N400 Buy Now View All Vision-enabled PCS Phones
	Name: May White Age: 67 Occupation: Business Owner As luck would have it, the "Vegas Wing and Drumette Cook-Off" fell on the same weekend Figaro, my beloved parrot, decided to fly off again. I couldn’t leave him roaming around Push. He’s tropical. He wouldn’t have survived two hours. So, in my place, I sent one of our waitresses to the contest to talk up my hot wings to the tasters. The girl is very pretty and looks great in the apron, but I soon learned that communication isn’t her strongpoint. While I was searching Figaro’s favorite haunts, I got a call on my PCS Phone. My cook is telling me that the waitress is driving my product into the ground with tasteless clichés of "finger-licking," "slippery legs," "chewing the meat off the bone" and worse. That’s when I used Short Mail. I spent the rest of the weekend prompting her with delicious lines. Anytime someone questioned her about the wings, she would discreetly send me a Short Mail from her phone in the pocket of her apron. I would then reply with Short Mail, and she would give them an answer. My hot wings took third place and Figaro is back home, wings clipped!	Enlarge Image

Danny uses the Vision-enabled PCS Phone by Samsung® A500 Buy Now View All Vision-enabled PCS Phones
	Name: Danny MacTavish Age: 24 Occupation: Theatre Concessionaire Check it out. I was leading a group of pro dirt bikers across the most extreme riding near Push, in the hills just east of Demonhead Flats. I was really going hard, pulling Supermans on sick air, and flying over Woopdy-Doos. Had to show them my game because they have pull with a couple of sponsors. We stopped for a water break by this mineshaft. I looked up, and was lost. I could see the headlines in all the motocross magazines: Push Idiot Leads Five of the Best Cross-country Riders to a Heinous Death by Dehydration. I didn’t know what to do. The guys didn’t know we were lost yet, and I couldn’t be a dork and tell them. I stalled by putting in a new spark plug and fiddling with my clutch. Then it hit me: PCS Short Mail. I keyed off a quick Short Mail to my granny. She’s a Desert Birder who knows these parts, and she also has a Vision-enabled PCS Phone. By the time we got our helmets back on and fired up the bikes, Granny had sent me a Short Mail with directions back to the highway. I was all crafty and sly about it. This discreet stuff kicks butt. No one heard me cry into the phone, "Help, Grandma, I can’t find my way home."	Enlarge Image