Me and my new caregiver, Amber, were shopping at our neighborhood Costco shopping for some groceries. It was about 5 or 6pm or thereabouts, so it was packed up the ass. Going around corners involved slowing down and hoping a middle aged soccer mom wouldn't crash into me at 3 mph, I can't handle that kind of high speed collision. So Amber was walking in front of me for completely unrelated reasons looking for whatever she was looking for. I was lost in my own head thinking about how much I hated Costco and whether or not a wheelchair bomb would create a big enough explosion to bring it down. Probably not, "DEATH TO THE SOULLESS BOX STORE!" wouldn't really pack that big of a punch. Especially when you're going 0.5 mph and can't scream very loud. I discarded the idea. As I pondered other ways to destroy this place (become CEO and turn it into a Chuck E. Cheese? Buwn it down, to the gwound?) I heard a loud, high pitched voice behind me. It kept repeating the same thing over and over again. After about three times of hearing the same thing, I realized it was addressing me. "WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?" A little boy of about 10 years of age sprinted up next to me. He had short hair and grandma glasses. You know the ones with the string that goes behind the head? Yeah, those. He looked up expectantly at me, waiting to hear a story about how I fought off a pack of roving ninjas that were trying to eat baby kittens. But I froze. My face turned ten different shades of red and I felt my body temperature rise about 5 degrees. I knew the answer to his question, but I was in shock. For all my experiences I've had, no one had ever asked me point blank like that. Everyone thinks it and wants to ask it, they're just too polite. "WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?" he repeated, "DID YOU BREAK YOUR BACK?" The concept of an inside voice was completely foreign concept to this kid. "Umm... I was born this way." I said. I wasn't really born this way, but that was the quickest way to explain it and get out of this whole embarrassing situation. I felt like everyone was staring at us. "WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?" I started to realize that he wasn't quite right. That, or he couldn't hear me, which was entirely possible since I can't talk very loud. I looked at Amber for help, she was as embarrassed as me. "Um... he was born that way." She said with a smile and a sweetness in her voice. "AND WHO ARE YOU?" He pointed at her. "I'm his friend." "I'm sorry, he's got problems." His mom came out of nowhere. Apparently she had been there the whole time. Why she hadn't dragged him away was beyond me. "ARE YOU GONNA BE ALIVE?" He asked me. I suspected he was trying to ask if I was going to die. I just shook my head no. You can stop this at any time lady, I thought. He then started to ask about my equipment, "WHAT DOES THAT DO?" "It helps him breathe." "WHAT'S THAT FOR?" "So he can drive his chair." Finally, when it looked like he was going to start touching stuff, the mom apologized and dragged him away. I'm convinced there has never been a more awkward situation in the history of the universe. FOCUS: Share the story of your most awkward moment.