You left out the best part of the story

What happened?
First, we weren’t even supposed to go to Walmart. The objective was a $200 laptop at BB. We waited in line there, had cookies, hot chocolate, coffee, cinnamon rolls. Chatted with others in line in a civil manner. It was cold, but all was fine. My aunt was disappointed that she was too far back to get the laptop, so she brought up Walmart and the Tom Tom.
It was right up the road from Best Buy, so I said okay, let’s go.
First of all... the parking lot. Cars are literally parked wherever they felt like parking. If there was a parking space, at least 3 cars are trying to get it. Cars blocking other cars in. People running in between cars to avoid getting hit and to just get to the front doors. I literally saw a guy barrel roll over a parked car like he was Bruce Willis in a Die Hard movie. Another lady holding a child’s hand and running like someone was after her. There wasn’t a clear path to the front door! Any cars trying to enter or leave the lot had to follow a strict circular path. It was terrible. I ended up having to get out of the car at the back of the lot by myself to make my way to the entrance. My aunt had to keep the car moving.
After surviving Level 2 to make it inside the front door, I immediately stopped and my mouth dropped.
People everywhere. Every. Where.
Lines to back of the store. Lines in the clothes. Lines in the household products. Lines of people. Everywhere.
And they all had stuff. Toys. Bikes. Tools. Clothes. TVs. You name it.
And don’t look at anyone in the eye.
Or try to move in between anyone.
Or try to get some help.
You’re on your own.
I found a shell shocked Walmart worker and snapped him out of his daze long enough for me to ask, “Where are the Tom Toms?!?!!?” They didn’t have anymore and he walked away dazed still.
I was relieved. I called my aunt to tell her already walking to the front of the store.
She asks me about a printer!!!! Noooooooooo.
So now I have to go to the back of the store. The very back... through lines of people who think you’re trying to steal their Black Friday deals... or just cut them in line. Either way, I felt like I was going to have to fight before I left the store. But I make it to the back unscathed, just feeling like I’m in a war zone.
Oh, but the Electronics section... sweet baby Jesus. I spoke too soon.
TVs. Video games. DVDs. Printers. Laptops... people are grabbing like a feeding frenzy. A little girl was crying about some doll she wanted. Her mother is trying to ignore her. I’m just glad I didn’t have to go the toy section. I’m sure I would see a casualty on the floor, at the very least, an aisle of empty shelves and toys all over the floor. No kids should be in the toy section on Black Friday...
Anyway, I somehow made it to the printer aisle, but no, the printer she wants is sold out also. I make my way back through the throngs of impatient and short-tempered shoppers aware once again that people are looking at me like I’m trying to steal from or cut in front of them.
I’m exhausted, on edge, and just traumatized. I love to shop, but not like that. Not ever like that. Shopping is a zen experience not a fight to the death.
This time I don’t call my aunt until I get outside of the store. Of course, she’s in the back of the lot and with the light of the store behind me now, all I see are headlights and darkness.
I somehow made it to her car without getting hit and without needing to do any action movie stunts. I told her to go home. Don’t stop anywhere else. Order it online. I didn’t care. I was not going anywhere else, but to bed.
This was before videos started popping up about the nightmare Walmart would be on BF. I count myself fortunate that I never got trampled or into any fights. I just knew that I would never do that again. To this day, I only shop at Walmart as a last option... at any time.
So that iPhone could be free for all I care. I will go online and order before physically walking into a Walmart on Black Friday ever again.
Now you know and good for anyone who took advantage and came out with a good deal.