WARNING: Potential TMI alert.
I admit I can, slightly, sympathize with him. Not because I’m worried about false accusations or anything like that. But…
Look, I’m sex-obsessed. I admit it. It’s definitely the main thing I think about, whether in my free-time or when I’m in the midst of some activity. I wouldn’t call it an addiction, since it doesn’t impact my relationships or my ability to perform my job, but there you have it.
Whenever I see someone I find attractive (which is many, many people of all genders), I want to be flirtatious with them. Or not even flirt, but just be blunt, go up to them and say, “Hey, you’re hot. Wanna have sex?” And in my dream world, this would be completely socially acceptable, at any time and place, and even if they said no, they wouldn’t be offended that I asked (and of course, I wouldn’t be offended that they said no). After all, I would enjoy it if people did that to me; Hell, I’d enjoy it if I just got randomly groped and fondled by strangers.
But I don’t live in my dream world, so I don’t do that. Because I know that most people aren’t like me and would not enjoy being treated like that, and I don’t want to make them disturbed, angry, or afraid. Because I try to be a good person and a big part of that is not forcing my desires on other people.
So yes, I do wish society was more open to workplace flirting and the like. But I’m not going to blame women for the fact that it’s not.