George, the rabid evangelical Christian at work, seems to finally understand that his constant "ministering" to me is offensive. I used to freely initiate conversations with him, until I realized that he was incapable of leaving the conversation at an acceptable level.
I have noticed recently that he has not been doing it very much so I asked him, "George, I have noticed you are not talking to me as much about God. Is that in response to me asking you to not discuss it at work, or are you just too damn busy to get around to it?"
He said that he consciously stopped talking to me about it because he didn't want to keep hitting me over the head with it. This is good! I thanked him, and then he launched into his explanation of why he was trying to tell me about it in the first place. I said, "I know why you do it, and I understand, and thanks for stopping," before walking away.
My efforts have paid off! George, and the other Christians where I work, have now all given up on trying to convert me and, I hope, still respect me. This has taken years of not telling them off when I desperately wanted to. Ok, well maybe I did tell George off a few times, but I'm telling you the man is not easily thwarted.
The Christians know there is at least one atheist, unapologetic and not seeking their guidance, in their midst. As much as they have changed, so have I. I prefer to be quietly true to who I am, but not so much in their faces that they feel defensive. I think we all had a learning curve to go through. They know I don't care if they pray for me, will push me farther away by trying to talk me into moving one step closer to it, but I do appreciate kind thoughts in whatever form. I know they still have hope that I will be saved. That leaves us free to just get on with the work we are there to do. What a relief!