A bit of background on me. I am disabled, cant drive, but ride a bicycle. And I generally avoid religious encounters and associations IRL. But there are times its a beggars/choosers scenario. Well one time I was broken down on the roadside with a problem I wasnt carrying the tools to fix, a gentleman stopped and offered me some assistance. He ends up bringing me and my bike home. We get to talking, and he reveals he is a christian, 7DA. I inform him I am not, and he immediately launches into why I should be. I hold up a hand, and tell him politely but firmly that is not a discussion I will have, and a boundary I wish him to respect. He promises me he will do so.

That elephant firmly out of the room, or so I believed, other discussions happened. We got to know one another, respect and a friendship formed. A friendship that lasted well over a year. He began assisting me with monthly rides into neighboring towns, outside of my bike range, for food and other necessities at walmart where my money goes farthest. And some of said money always found its way into his gas tank.

So this latest run, things change. On the way back, he starts in on how remarkable it is that I seem so intelligent but refuse to acknowledge the possibility of a divine creator. From there he launches into an attack on evolution, trying to convince me its some huge lie and the miracle of all these different animals proves intelligent design, and continues this for most of the trip despite my attempts to change the topic to something more neutral. Finally I reminded him of his promise to respect that boundary with me, and asked him which was it that failed, his memory or his integrity? That sent him into an all out verbal assault on me, my secular interests and fictional world. I told him point blank, I was grateful for his friendship and all he had done, but most of all for the respect he had shown that boundary in the past. I then told him he needed to return to respecting that boundary, or I would have to enforce it.

His reply was that it seemed I could not carry on a conversation without getting offended, and that I could call a cab from now on. The punch line here is, there ARE no cabs that go from here to those towns, and he knows it.

Am I the asshole here for putting my foot down? He sure seems to think so.