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This is a continuation from another continuation – Bewildered

I saw the same harasser again yesterday in the same spot outside of the Dupont Metro at 19th and Connecticut. Two girls were handing him money when I came up to them and told them he was not legitimate, he doesn’t work for the Boys & Girls Club. They seemed indifferent about it and laughed it off. He stepped away from us with the money and went closer to the escalator.

I went around the corner and called the police. They asked me to describe what he looked like and what he was wearing. I tried my best to give them all the details and when I looked around the corner again for more to describe I didn’t see him anymore.

“Well, if you don’t see him we can’t come. We can’t send anybody if he’s not there.” said the dispatcher.

“So I can’t even file a report or anything like that?” I asked.

“No, you can call us back if you see him again, though.” he said.

I was pissed. I couldn’t see the guy anymore, I figured he had left. So I took the escalator down into the Dupont Metro and as I was going down, I saw him at the bottom. I am not sure if he saw me or not. My guess is that he went down there to hide from me because maybe he assumed I was calling the police.

I watched him go up the escalator on the other side. I got off from my side and ran over to go up and follow him. I was 4-5 people behind him and I called the police while I was going up. Again, they asked me to describe him and I did my best. I went over to the side of the metro entrance to where I didn’t think he could see me very well.

I saw him walk over about 50 feet away from me and hand a guy he was with money. They both stood facing my direction as I was talking to the dispatcher on my cell phone.

“He’s African American, with dreadlocks a little past his shoulders. He’s wearing a black and red cap backwards. He has a zip-up hoodie with a big cartoon character face on the front.”

When I glanced over at him to keep him in sight I could see that he was still looking in my direction with his friend. I can’t say for sure, but I think he recognized me.

“We’re headed there now,” said the dispatcher.

“Do I need to stay and wait for them to come?” I asked.

“No, they have a description, you can go.” he said.

When I walked toward the metro escalator I didn’t see him anymore, anywhere.

Submitted by  Jenna on 6/18/2010

Location: Dupont Metro at 19th and Connecticut

Time of Harassment: Evening Rush Hour (3:30P-7:30P)

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