Though Barack Obama bought me an umbrella.
See, my election day job was to be one of three poll watchers at a particular polling place. As the only registered Philadelphia voter of the three of us, I was the only one actually allowed into the polls. So I spent most of the day there, making sure things were going alright. Every so often I'd poke my head out and say hi to the outside people, who were mostly a bit uncomfortable, given that it was raining off-and-on, and given that only one of them had thought to bring a chair. At one point, the roving volunteers in charge of supporting us stopped by and gave us about 5 umbrellas. We were told that these were for voters, should the line extend outside the building and into the open air. (It never ended up doing so after the rain started.) We should ask the voters to use them, and then hand them back in the line as they went inside. At the end of the day, we were told, no one would come to collect the umbrellas. So I kept one.
Alright, Barack, let's just call it even.
(ETA from coworker Joe: "Ask him for some of that 'change' to help pay your cell phone bill.")
