Who The Hell Came Up With "Black Friday"?

Well, Thanksgiving ended up pretty quiet, afterall.  Not long after my last post mom opened an email that, as it turns out, shouldn't have been opened, and the computer got sick and started acting funny, as if it had a mind of its own.  And now it'd dead, sort of.  They'd been talking about getting a new one anyway, so they decided to take advantage of something called "Black Friday". 
     Though they'd both heard of this before, neither mom nor dad had ever taken part in the madness, and when they went to the local Best Buy just after midnight they couldn't believe what they saw.  They said there had to be hundreds- maybe even a thousand or more- of people standing in a line that curled along the sidewalk and up around the side of the building!  Actually, half of the reason for going out was for what dad called "shits and giggles", just to see what the world has become. 
     After making their way out of the crowds they headed down to Target, and found the same thing.  You could hardly move inside the store.  Laughing and muttering in disbelief they then drove down the street to WalMart, where the parking lot was crammed worse than they'd ever seen it.  Inside, they passed cart after cart overflowing with flat screen tvs, gaming systems, computers, and all sorts of other loot.  Lines snaked up and down and all around and through the aisles on the way to the checkouts.  Way too many people in one place for mom and dad to tolerate, they left the store, awed, laughing, and shaking their heads.
    
     To make what dad has been known to make a very long story nice and short, they got this new computer yesterday afternoon, went grocery shopping in the oddly quiet grocery stores (they have to hit four stores when they go, to get the best possible deals these days!), got some wine, and settled in for a quiet, relaxing evening.  I made them get this thing up and running before the wine put them to sleep, so I could catch up on this stuff.
     They said it was nice to go away, and, just so you know (and aren't offended by no invites) I didn't throw a wild party, or trash the place.  I slept.  I knew I would.  You probably did, too.