This story came out just after Halloween and this one came out a couple of days ago. And ran across a similar story in Bruce Bawer's Stealing Jesus. Told several cases where basically itinerant evangelists had no compunctions about inserting themselves into a group having lunch and a perfectly good PRIVATE conversation only to be asked "if they've been saved."
There's an air of passive/aggressive about these street "preachers." My interpretation is the right one. Your opinions don't count. We're doing this for your good. And so on. Every so often we get kids from one of the local little Baptist churches coming around with slick brochures. I thank them and send them on their way. I figure it wouldn't do any good to go into my "I was raised Methodist, but right now I'm a Quaker/Celtic I'll get back to you when I figure it out." Unfortunately I'd probably have to explain the Methodists, the Quakers and the Celts. Takes the fun out of it.