In my role as a Slate shopper, I have made many curious purchases. I've grown accustomed to questioning looks as the checkout guy rings up 30 toothpastes, or 28 toothbrushes, or 15 cases of beer ... OK, the beer wasn't for a story. Still, I was bracing for the most questioning checkout look of all as I approached a drugstore counter holding seven boxes of sleeping pills. I thought the kid at the register might refuse the sale, or refer me to a psych ward, or at least call over the manager. As it was, he never even blinked. Which is good, because now I can tell you all about over-the-counter sleep aids.http://www.elitedepot.com/Natrol-Melatonin-1mg-180-tabs_p_1141.html
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