Where are you, my creative blogger friends, when I need you? Please put on your thinking caps and come up with some great answers to my problematic question.
Here’s the situation:
A few blogs ago I wrote about my broken ankle. It’s still broken, still imprisoned in the hard boot, on crutches and still keeping me from driving, hiking or decorating for Halloween.
But when I do get out, due to the kindness of my driving friends, I am besieged with questions like:
“How did you do it? What happened? Did you have surgery?” And other obvious, curious and nosy ones.
I feel as if I owe these intrusive curiosity seekers an answer. But not just an ordinary answer: the truth would be too boring. Why bother to intrude on someone’s privacy unless you can get an interesting response? Here are a few I came up with; can you give me any other ideas?
Question: How did I do it?
“I think it must have been something I ate.”
“It was during a sky diving accident.”
“I got thrown from a wild stallion when I tried to help a friend break him.”
Please don’t let all the pain and inconvenience of this unfortunate accident be for nothing. Let’s give them something to talk about!