O Blasphemer!

Last week, as I was walking back to my car, I passed a girl, getting into her car, who sneezed. After a few moments, she must have realized that I was not going to say anything. She then proceeded to very blatantly exclaim, "Bless me!" obviously implying that I was some sort of asshole. I almost replied, "I don't believe in your god, and I don't believe in blessings. And frankly, I find it rather rude that you would expect me to proffer up some out-dated colloquialism to satisfy you ill-founded beliefs." Instead, I just stared at her for an uncomfortably long time...