In a past life, I was a Bluetooth printer.
I don’t think it was a very good one.
Couldn’t have been that long ago,
or maybe time isn’t sequential like that.
Not quite sure.

Anyway, I printed personal items for a family,
I believe,
and then random people started printing
because they didn’t protect access.
No one could get the printouts, though.
Weird.
Strange life.
I wouldn’t recommend it.

Maybe next time, I can be a sailboat!