I don't know why, but your post reminded me of one of the original Star Trek episodes with Harry Mudd. I think they created three robot clones of his wife, Stella Mudd, to constantly nag him.
"You see, gentlemen, behind every great man there is a woman urging him on. And so it was with my Stella. She urged me on into outer space. Not that she meant to, but with her continual, eternal, confounded nagging. Well, I think of her constantly, and every time I do, I go further out into space."
