But that is it, exactly... "just don't blow it on me."
If someone sees that someone else is wearing a particular piece of religiously-affiliated clothing, and they go ask the other about it, then they strike up a conversation that goes really well, and then the person who thought to ask about it gets it in their head that the conversation was "meant to be", and then they go forth with the idea to join this religion because of the positive experience they had talking to this other person, and then this person comes knocking on my door and asks if I have "received the revelation", and I have to tell them to go fly a kite, and then later I hear about how these people go out to protests trying to overturn gay-marriage, so when I get it in my head that these weirdos need to be stopped, and so then I devote some of my time trying to argue some sense into these people whenever I see or encounter them. That's them... blowing it on me.