I've gotten accustomed to my phone popping up menus of the restaurant at which I've just taken a seat, and reviews of the attraction I'm visiting. It reminds me if I've missed a DuoLingo workout, and if I'm behind in my Bible reading plan. I'm no longer shocked when I'm in Switzerland and search results start coming back to me in German.
Mostly I find all that helpful. Sometimes I think my devices know too much about me.
But they don't know everything. This afternoon I was using my phone when it rang a loud notification alarm, which turned out to be from my Kindle app, which pleaded, "Please come back; we've missed you."
And from what work did that notification distract me? Reading a book. A Kindle book. On my phone's Kindle app.