how old is creepy?

the other day, i visited my local st. louis bread company to enjoy a bowl of chicken and wild rice soup with a co-worker. we waited in the usual line to place our orders, and when i reached the front of the line, i noticed the employee there to take my order was an elderly friendly-looking gentleman, who appeared to be having a great time taking people's orders.

old guy: well hello there young lady? how are you doing today? what can i get you?
me: i'll take the you-pick-two with chicken and wild rice soup and a tuscan chicken sandwich.
old guy: ok, great choices. i love the chicken and wild rice soup - it's delicious!
me: (thinking) i know that dummy, that's why i ordered it.
old guy: now would you like to buy a cookie with your meal for just 99 cents? it's our special right now.
me: no thank you.
old guy: oh come on - get a cookie - they are delicious! with your lovely figure, you can have a cookie with your lunch.
me: (thinking) did i hear that right?
me: (out loud) uh...thanks?
old guy: my friend is a fitness instructor, and she eats our cookies! but i get them for her with my employee discount.
me: i'll pass on the cookie, but i'd like a drink with my meal.
old guy: ok great! how would you like to pay?
(note: i have been holding my credit card in front of him for 3 minutes at this point)
old guy: on the magic credit card, great. your name is erin? a beautiful irish name for a beautiful girl. i'm irish, you know. john o'finnigan. i'm travelling to ireland next spring.
me: that's great, though i'm actually german.
old guy: well, ok. the germans and the irish get along now-a-days anyways! enjoy your lunch and watch that lovely figure!

i ran away from the counter as quickly as i could, so that he wouldn't come up with something else to talk to me about...and got to the table where my co-worker was sitting, already eating his food. i told him what the old guy said and why it took so long, and he brought up an interesting point. if this guy were 30, i would have thought he was a total creep - but somehow at 70, a guy can totally get away with it.

so at what age does a guy stop being a creepy perv? i'm thinking somewhere around 64...possibly 60, but that might be pushing it.

that's all i've got for today. that and a 9:30 softball game tonight that i'd rather not attend...but it's the last game of the season (FINALLY) so at least i have a break until next fall. if we win this one, we come in second, surprisingly.

enjoy the extra hour of your weekend.