pseudophederal offense

All I wanted was some pseudophedrine for tomorrow to decongest my nasal without knocking me out. I like pseudophedrine. It's worked for me in the past. I know it's now all behind the pharmacy counter thanks to people making meth out of it, but I am perfectly capable of walking up to the pharmacy. So up to the pharmacy I went with my little ticket from the cold pill aisle. First, the pharmacist needed my ID. I thought this was a bit excessive, but then again it makes sure the same person doesn't come every day of the week and buy their pseudophedrine limit and stock it up and then make meth and kill babies. Then he needed my date of birth. Ok. Then he needed me to put my name, address, and date of birth in this big log book. Then he needed me to sign in two places. Holy shit. It's just a package of cold medicine. I have a cold. This is way too much effort. Wouldn't this process mainly just deter the people with colds who are too tired to deal with all that and might as well just get one of the substitute drugs? The only people (besides me this one fucking time because I'd already started the process and like hell I'm just going to give up and take something else at this point) who'd be willing to go through all this are probably the meth dealers. They might as well just outlaw it entirely or make it by perscription only or something. Motherfuckers.