What’s wrong with asking someone to lunch? Sheesh, we’ve gotten soft! I grew up in the 70s when a train conductor asked me for a date: “Wanna go to a motel and smoke some weed?” Now that’s clueless.
Eh, I think you win on clueless stories! The chivalry in me tends to raise its head when stuff like this happens to my employees in my workplace. How I was raised, I s’pose. Besides, she could be my daughter and he’s older than I am, which is just creepy.