I agree with Suko. Usually I just say you too, or something to that effect. Always nice to be reminded, but it’s not exactly infrequent in Texas.
Growing up in New Orleans, I was never really targeted by evangelists as a child, since everyone I knew pretty much knew everyone else’s families several generations back, plus everyone was Catholic. Wasn’t until I moved to Texas that I found out how amused I am by evangelicals.
Honestly since I started college I’ve noticed this kind of thing happening a LOT more. In high school you’d have people ask if you want to go to church with them, but in my own group, the most religious-minded people were me and my other Catholic friend.
One of my friends… well two actually… from my studio are pretty intently evangelical sometimes, Baptist if I’m not mistaken. I feel like they tried that on me once. I tend to shut down those kinds of things pretty quickly. Not even trying to, I just mention “Oh, I’m actually a Catholic,” and generally they don’t have anything else to say. A few people actually followed it up with things like “Oh well I’m not Catholic but my parents are,” or “I’m not Catholic but my ancestors were Irish, and I think my great grandma was.”
Some people that lived in the same apartment as me stopped me on the way to class one time to ask me if I wanted to be a youth leader for some kind of freshman faith building camp or something. They were non-denominational I think, so I was like, well I’m Catholic, but if you want me to help I’ll think about it. I ended up not getting involved because I had a bit of a workload, plus I didn’t want to cause trouble by trying to convert my group.
One of my Catholic friends here, who was actually going to seminary prior to meeting his girlfriend, got a text from one of the studio’s evangelicals during Pope Francis’s… inauguration? Regarding something to do with calling no man father… He wasn’t too happy about that one, needless to say, especially considering his interest in becoming a priest. That was the only one that actually irritated me. Most of the time, I’ll politely inform people of the Catholic perspective on issues if it ever comes up. Sometimes I’m afraid a few of them consider me some kind of heathen or something, but there are actually a lot of Catholics at my university compared to most. To be totally honest, I kind of regret not having better stories than those.
Ohhh wait I have one, nothing to do with Christianity. Myself, my Catholic friend, my best friend, and his sister were all out getting Marble Slab (the ice cream place), and we started talking about L. Ron Hubbard and how the entire basis of Scientology is a mediocre science fiction novel. Kind of funny that they base their religion on it. So the topic changed and we were talking about, I dunno Reese’s peanut butter cups in ice cream or something, and about 5 minutes had gone by since we had been talking about Scientology. This older woman who had been a few tables over came up to us and asked if we had been talking bad about Scientology earlier. Not knowing how to really react, myself and sister started saying no no, we were just talking about how it’s kind of interesting. So then the woman said, “Oh good! Well, I just wanted to let you all know that I’ve been a Scientologist for 30 years (I think, it was a long time), and it’s really been a wonderful part of my life.” So we awwed and oohed and mmhmmed and she left. To this day, I am amazed that we met what has to be the only Scientologist in North Texas at Marble Slab while talking about Scientology. The odds are kind of unrepeatable.