I think it is odd how we get things stuck in our mind and associate stories, scents, situations. The other day I was cleaning my ears with a q-tip and I realized that EVERY time I clean my ears I think of this story.

Years and years ago when I lived in Omaha, Nebraska I worked at as an administrative assistant/receptionist. One of the sale people was calling in sick because she needed to go to the doctors. I don’t remember her name. I can see her in my head though clearly.  

Anyway, I think of her when cleaning my ears because that day she called in sick was because she had been cleaning her ear out with a q-tip in the bathroom. The bathroom door was closed and her little girl came blasting into the bathroom shoving the door into the woman’s elbow forcing the q-tip into her ear rupturing her ear drum.  

OUCH!

So not only do I think of her when cleaning my ears out - I get sympathy pains and my ears ache a little when cleaning them. I know I am silly that all these years later I still think of her and feel sympathy pain for her. I am dorky.