But maybe there's a silver lining here. Most of the shoppers I saw at Best Buy weren't alone. They had come with family and friends, and perhaps there was some secret bonding going on here. Retail therapy meets family counseling, if you will.
And even if the experience wasn't fun at the time--particularly for Mom, her aching back, her grumpy daughter, and the three TVs they were lugging--it may be good for a few laughs when retold years later. The electronic gizmo they bought will be long gone, but they'll have fond memories of the time they braved Black Friday, spent a few hours together, and weren't even pepper-sprayed.
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