This is pretty much spot on. It doesn’t happen to me too often, because most people realize accidents don’t usually make one’s body look the way mine does. But some people still ask. And most of those people don’t even ask a specific question. They just say “what happened?”
“I was born” seems to me to be the most appropriate response to this question. After all, that’s the only thing that actually happened to make me end up in a wheelchair. Actually, no. “I was conceived” may be better. It all went horribly wrong after my conception.
I myself find this a pretty funny answer (things that sound bleakly depressing tend to be very funny to me), but usually people don’t quite get it. They’ll just stare at me with a look of mild confusion mixed with that insufferable kind of pity only stupid people seem to be capable of. And then I feel obligated to elaborate, because I don’t want to be a dick. Or I don’t want other people to know I’m a dick.
But I think, from now on, “I was conceived” is the only thing I’m going to say before rolling off. And then I’ll chuckle evilly. I do enjoy a good evil chuckle.
By the way, this is the first post in a LONG time that actually has something to do with this blog’s title. Sorry for all the toy and anime shit. I might just make a separate blog for my gifs and such from now on. Although that would probably result in this one dying a slow, painful death. So maybe not. Hmm.