When first assigned this task, I immediately had a bad feeling about it. To me following a person with out their knowledge is completely creepy, and a bit illegal. The idea of my grade was more intense than my scene of pride, so I sucked it up. I e-mailed another student from the class to see if he wanted to join me in the assignment. In class we were told we could have people follow us, following people, and this is what we did. We started in front of our class room and Jayme picked who he was going to choose first. The choice process was strictly random. We picked a side and a direction and the next person to pass on that side would be the person we followed. In Jayme's case the first person we picked had majorly long legs and a normal walk for him was a sprint for us. Next we knew he was out of sight. So we picked a new object to follow. The next person lead us to Reading Terminal, where we decided to get some lunch. After lunch it was my turn to follow. Starting right outside of the Reading Terminal I hunted out who I was going to follow. I found my man the same way Jayme found his, the next person that walked on a certain side of me at a certain time. The first person to cross was this man with what looks like luggage. He was wearing brown pants and a black jacket, which seemed to clash together a little bit. Maybe he was an out of towner of a business man to have the rolling bag that was in his left had. He was average height, and not overly attractive of a man. I was able to follow him for about a block and a half. He seemed to be in a major rush. He flew down the street with the wheeled bags following behind him. By the time I reached this light (above) it had already turned red. I had no choice but to stop, unless I wanted to be admitted into the hospital for tire tread marks. So I decided it was about time to pick another person to tail. This man was tall and good looking, I was a little happy the other man was in a rush. Nicely dressed in a business suit, it was obvious this man was either going to work, or had some kind of business meeting. He didn't walk too fast so I was able to choose how close I actually wanted to get to him.
I followed him for a while, and he never seemed to catch on to the idea that he was being followed. When we got to our starting point we struggled to figure out if we should continue or go home, we decided to figure out exactly where this man was going. Finally he reached his destination!
When he reached Republic First Bank, I wondered what his job was there, if he liked it, if he had his own office. We went through the idea of going inside, but with my strong morals against this project in the first place held me back from actually entering the building. We decided it has been a long day and we should probably wrap it up. So in the end, I have documented my first stalking experience.