I went into my local pharmacy and tried to get a slin pin for my ag-guys products. I went up to the lady behind the desk and said I needed a slin pin for my grandfather. They asked his name and came up with Joseph Johnson. They then looked up his name in the computer and of course nothing. They asked me where he lives and I told them in town. They then had me call his house. I came up with a phone number that I knew nobody was home. A lady came over whom seemed like the boss and asked me what I needed. At this point I justed wanted out. I said I counldn't get ahold of anybody and would return. Damn, I can't believe how hard it was simply to get a pin. I know in my area their is a real meth problem. I might have to order it from the net.