We had an electronic calculator in my house when I was growing up that I was allowed to use. It was a simple older model. We also had one that printed on paper when you used it. That was the one I was always scheming to get my hands on. I am not sure why, but just the sound of the printing and watching the paper roll out based on something I did was difficult for me to resist. Of course, when they finally let me try it out, I went button crazy and used up almost all the paper. I promptly lost what were called “fancy calculator” privileges.