An old man walks into the doctors office and says to the receptionist, "I need to see a doctor?"
The receptionist asks why. He calmly replies "because I have a moth in my ear." The receptionist says, "You will have to wait a little while. There are a couple of people in ahead of you." He kindly says, "Oh that is alright. He flew in last night and I don't think he's going anywhere. He seems quite comfortable."
Poor old man slept all night with a moth in his ear. Must not have dawned on him to go to the ER. Actually it probably did and he figured he and his ear were better off waiting. Might have come out without an ear!
This reminded me of a something that happened to my cousin when I was babysitting him. He was about 7 so I was 17. He came in the house in a panic yelling, "there is a bee in my ear!" I totally didn't believe him and sent him back outside. He came in twice more and again I told him that, "it wasn't possible and that he must have just felt a bee fly by." The last time he came in, I thought I would appease him and listen to his ear. To much my surprise he had been telling the truth and there WAS something buzzing in his ear. I felt horrible! I called my Aunt and his grandma. I ended up getting it out with a pair of tweezers while his little sister held the flashlight. He still remembers it to this day.