Old Sick Lady

Dear Old Sick Lady,

Please leave the library. Why must you continue to cough absurdly loudly while I try to learn about pions? Why is it that you sound like you are possibly about to die, like your bronchial tubes are so full of phelgm that you have trouble sucking in air? See a doctor old sick lady. Also please leave. I am pretty sure you are going to give me a staph infection, whatever that is. Also, why must you systematically use every computer in the library, covering each with the germs that you almost certainly are spewing every time you open that foul mouth of yours to radiate your cough of death?

I am looking at you now as I type this. Don't you have places to be sick lady? How can you spend your entire day on various library computers. Don't you have young, healthy children or possibly grandchildren that can shower you with love, instead of you showering me with bacteria? Perhaps they died of a staph infection.