The Office Lech

NO, he is not me, thank you very much!! It came to my attention that one exists in my office. You know the type. He’s middle aged, married for a hundred years (probably unhappy), a bit of a drinker, and flirts with every skirt he can back into a corner. The type who makes with the sexual innuendoes at every chance. The type who is relatively harmless, but makes an ass of himself, as he doesn’t realize that he has been labeled “the office lech”. Being flirty is one thing, and even if married, is fairly harmless as it is usually flirtation in the open. The office lech makes his intentions known directly and indirectly. He will seek out his quarry and make his intentions known face to face, via email, or through interoffice mail. The thing is, he is known as a lech by the women. The funny, or pathetic thing about this is that I don’t think he really wants to pick up the girl but gets his jollies off in the “stalking”. The fact is, the women usually tell him to Eff Off, or tell him that he is disgusting. All that does is further motivate the lech to continue. However, in this instance, the lech works for me, and if I see it myself, or hear about it one more time, I will have to take disciplinary action, or tell his wife and let her deal with him. Now which type of action would be worse? Hmmm