When I worked for SSA there was this 50 year old spanish guy who would walk past my cubicle fifty times a day to try and talk to me. He finally asked me out on a date and I said, "uhh no grandpa!" and then he started to cry and my supervisor had to tell him to leave me alone or she would report him to a higher body. He never showed his face again, but I still looked over my shoulder every time I walked to my car after work.