The sun is setting and the doorbell rings.
"Hi," I say through the metal security door to a guy in an unmarked baseball cap, staring down at his clipboard.
"Hi, I'm with..." he looks up, finally, "the Obama campaign."
"We voted," I say.
"Thank you very much," he says, checks his clipboard, and leaves.
No time for chitchat, there's only a couple of hours left.