Well actually the first thing that comes to mind is something naughty but since I am completely G rated I am not going to go there.
On the other hand, my truck knows me. It knows when I speed up and when I slow down, because the radio goes up and down. My truck knows when I get a phone call because it completely mutes the radio. My truck knows when I am cold and automatically turns on the heated mirrors and seat warmer. My truck knows when someone is blinding me with their high beams because it adjusts my mirrors to dim the glair. It knows when I get home because it opens my garage door and turns off my alarm. If all that isn’t enough it knows where I am going and where I have been.
What on earth do they need me for. Call my truck.