Almost six months ago, I demanded the following individual keep away from me. Upon my May 9 demand, he has had access to when I come and go.
That day, he learned that security footage caught him running down a corridor of the building to which I returned from the same establishment. (See "Alert" below). Initially, he denied ever being at the establishment, but would later walk down the corridor with more stuff to finish his errand there.
"Forget your camera," he shot back.
Three days later, he installed his own.
Prior to the May 9 altercation, he'd lurk multiple times a night in the corridor outside a private space where I worked. When I say night, I mean "After 12, Before 6." (RIP Sam Salter.)
Three weeks ago -- during the first-third of October -- one of the most notable incidents of his lurking or mirroring me since then occurred. I performed a routine activity, but on a day I had not previously. In the mid-40s, it was the chilliest morning of the fall at the time.
The front of the building was about a 15-second walk away. It was then that I noticed the individual at the intersection there ahead. He stood across the street from the building, and the establishments that lined the block.
In a short-sleeve T-shirt, the individual held a phone to his ear. Per security footage, he left the building -- or the corridor at least -- 40 minutes earlier.
His lips moved a moment, but there was no apparent sound. Despite crossing into an oncoming traffic lane, he watched me from a 90-degree angle approaching the building. And despite his slow-motion strides, the individual reached the front corner of the building before I did.
He entered the building.
I entered the building.
Beyond the vestibule, he ran through the building, trampling the new hard-surface floors.
The first time I saw him standing across from the building, it was in the springtime. That's when I learned he smoked. Only it was at the side of the building, near an eatery I'm not sure is open for business.
He stood across the street from a window in which I hung a sign. In addition to a message, the sign displayed an organizational website.
The window was closed, so I didn't know he was watching it. Not at first anyway.
On my way to the intersection, I stepped out of the building. Ignoring me, the individual drifted back to the building in a slow motion. He dropped his cigarette to the ground, and slipped back inside.
This was in the weeks before my May 9 demand that he stop following me.
I had had enough with the intersection thing. As soon as I could, I went to the police and filed a report in-person.
Related: Alert (2022)
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Related: Environmental Committee: Harrisburg Fire Department, II (Dec. 2021)