Leaving to walk my ballot to the dropbox when a man approaches to ask if I live here and if he can earn a few dollars helping me unload the moving van in front of my place. I'm just moving a vehicle, not household goods, so I turned him down. He tells me he's been sleeping nearby next to an outside electrical outlet where he had been able to charge his phone until it was stolen last night. I'm sure it happens all the time, but still, that's cold, swiping a phone off someone sleeping rough.