When we closed one of our children's closeout shops the lines were literally 90 minutes to 2 hours long, partly because we were understaffed and partly because the lines were that long. At the end of the line after waiting about 90 minutes came a woman with one sweater marked down to about 10 dollars from 100. Â She came to the register and at that point defended herself saying "I know I am crazy, just one Item and I dont know why I am here." Its a mentality, almost as you put it "stampede like" and sometimes it defies logic. Â It gets exacerbated by the fact that hey...EVERYBODY'S DOIN IT.
Once, in Poland (eighties), my father, mother, grandmother and I stood in front of a shoe store, looking at the window. Some people gathered behind us, and before we knew it, there was a line. Bittersweet.