Mostly I try to ignore them. I'm trying to get on with my day, they're out proselytising in the street, I don't want to know. The most I've engaged someone in this context has been to take whatever leaflet they shove in my face, scrunch it up and toss it over my shoulder without looking at it as I walk past.
I was put on the spot a couple of years ago, when introduced to some friend of Shell's we don't see anymore. She mentioned I was an atheist and he launched into some personal experience story about an angel or something and asked me to explain it. I listened politely and then told him I wasn't going to go into that; I wasn't there to witness it, there was zero information to work with, and I hadn't come there for that purpose. I finished by wishing him good luck with it. We both knew where we stood, no face was lost on either side and it was never mentioned again.
I was put on the spot a couple of years ago, when introduced to some friend of Shell's we don't see anymore. She mentioned I was an atheist and he launched into some personal experience story about an angel or something and asked me to explain it. I listened politely and then told him I wasn't going to go into that; I wasn't there to witness it, there was zero information to work with, and I hadn't come there for that purpose. I finished by wishing him good luck with it. We both knew where we stood, no face was lost on either side and it was never mentioned again.
At the age of five, Skagra decided emphatically that God did not exist. This revelation tends to make most people in the universe who have it react in one of two ways - with relief or with despair. Only Skagra responded to it by thinking, 'Wait a second. That means there's a situation vacant.'
