I was on my way to the OR late at night for an urgent case. On my way, I have to walk up a long hall. There is the red line before the surgical area that represents where surgical scrubs are needed. The OR suites are positive pressure so that there is always a breeze coming down the hall when the doors are open. I looked up and there was a moth, flying upstream as hard as it could to get into the OR area. He was focused on the bug lights that are just beyond the door. Try as hard as he could, he just could get there. The doors would shut and he would fly around and bump into the windows of the door. The door would then open and there would be a whoosh and he would beat his wings as hard as he could to try to get in. Finally, with an incredible effort he makes it! Only to fly right into the bug light and get zapped in a flash of bright light and smoke.
You know, when I am on call, I feel like that moth!