When I get old, just shoot me out back...

Ok in order to get this story I have to go back a while and give some info. I am guessing it was about a year ago that it all began. Jessica can testify of the truthfulness of this story, because she experienced it for a while, too. At work, we would see this old lady always walking around Richmond. One day she made her way into our office. She is slighty out of her mind(maybe more than slightly on some days) and was making a fuss about the rocks on the sidewalk in front of our store(she could slip on them!). We were kind of snotty to her and she didn't come back...for a while. We told our boss about it and he ended up making me feel guilty about being mean to this little old lady, so I decided the next time she came in, I would be nice. My big fat mistake. I now compare her to a stray dog that I have fed and now I can't get rid of. She now comes into the office at LEAST once a day and bugs me about the STUPIDEST stuff. "Do you have an extra dust pan I can have?" "Where is Logan from here?" "Can I have a garbage bag?" "Do you know who is coming to install my phone line today?" (How the freak would I know who is installing your damn phone line?) Today was the straw that broke the camel's back...she has been in 4 times today asking me to see if I can look out the window and tell her what is growing in the field across the street. When I told her that I couldn't see the field in question from our office windows, she wanted me to walk down the street with her to look at it!!! I know this sounds rude of me, but she is such an annoyance. When I get that old, I really hope someone pushes me in front of a bus. Thanks for reading.