It's a Nasal Thing

In silence except for pathetic muted sniffles, the wretched sinus sufferers shuffled, drivers licenses in hand, toward the keeper of the Sudafed.  Ear-clogged and raw-nosed, a day of unsolicited but well-intentioned netti-pot and emergenC suggestions behind them, one more dignity-destroying task awaited:  the dreaded meth lab denial signature.