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Funny story: a guy brings his car into a repair shop for service. Starts watching porn on his phone in the waiting room. Meanwhile the Bluetooth speaker in his car is giving everyone the full audio experience.
Make sure you know what your phone is paired with. Especially if you watch porn.
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So I actually had something like this last year where my hearing aids began connecting to a neighbor’s device and yeah no worst fucking thing
Reminds me of back in the land line telephone days when there were crossed wires and you kept hearing someone else somewhere having a long phone conversation when you were trying to make a call.
I still don’t know how it happened, but my oldest little brother and I had this pair of walkie-talkies that would pick up this adult dudes phone conversations regularly on a specific channel, and we would troll him so hard. I kinda feel bad now, but not really because it’s a great memory.
A kid in our building accidentally freaked out the old lady in the apartment upstairs by trying to quietly use his headphones and instead sending the sound to her TV speakers. Out of context the explosions sounded like construction demolition and she thought the building was coming down.
I’m I the only one who thinks it’s odd that it’s easy enough to pair devices that this shit happens by accident?
Early Bluetooth devices used numeric codes that basically made this impossible to happen.
I know. I don’t buy new BT often and don’t live close enough to anyone for this to be an issue, but I thought everything had a pairing button that you had to hold for a few seconds at the very least. Even the M3 noise damping headphone I use had a default password of 0000 that you can’t accidentally input. They really made everything for the lowest common denominator.
Plus someone’s baby crying in the background
Rap music playing out loud through a shitty mic
Dogs start barking at something
Random ambulance truck with sirens passes by
At this point I have a bluetoothphobia.
This reminds me when my dad accidently connected his phone to the downstairs neighbor’s studio speakers instead of a portable bluetooth subwoofer. The worst part is that we weren’t good with those neighbors because we had to call the police because they blasted loud music for months that annoyed the entire neighborhood.
We were lucky that they weren’t at home when this accident happened.
Teamate: I need a medic!
Other teamate: I am hit! I am hit!
This is entirely too plausible. I can’t stop laughing at how horrible it is.
