At my last job, we had a regular that came in everyday. His name is Jack. He used to call me love and sweetheart, and frequently told me I was a doll. I would smile and blush and bat my eye lids. He commented one day when he saw my engagement ring that my partner has great taste in jewellery and women. He and another regular once argued over who should be given the chance to sweep me off my feet. I would come home and tell my partner about it and he never had a problem. Why? Because Jack is 93.
The point of my story, flirting is harmless when done with some guidelines. With my partner and I both being in hospitality we have both admitted how much fun the older customers can be to have a flirt with, and they do it tastefully. Flirting is a problem when you flirt with someone who may think it could turn into something more. At my last job I never once flirted with the cute Maori chef that was the same age as me. We talked often but we kept it above the belt. Flirting with the wrong person is literally flirting with danger.
'People are never perfect but love can be. People waste time looking for the perfect lover rather than creating the perfect love' - Princess Leigh-Cheri from Still Life With Woodpecker.