Attack of the Professional Millers

Yesterday we walked into the Best Buy to look at refrigerators. Our path was blocked by a herd of male Millers, all wearing button down shirts and ties. At first I thought we had stumbled into a sales convention, but then we realized that they were circling the big screen TVs. We actually had to excuse ourselves to get past a young dressed-up, Best Buy nametag wearing Timmy. We aren't even safe from the store employees anymore. You'd think that the Best Buy management would want us to have unrestricted access to whatever product we are after, if they ever expect us to go there for all of our big screen TV needs. Which, I admit at this point, are absolutely none.