Cyber Monday Reflections on a Black Friday

I caved.  I did it.  I became one of the crazy shoppers Friday morning hunting for bargains.  (Although, I DID NOT camp out overnight.  Dutch Boy and I showed up at Best Buy around 11 in the morning.)  After scouring the ads for most of Thursday night, we finally settled on one TV worth the hassle:

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The Samsung 32" LCD HDTV!!!

I know, you're so excited you can hardly sit still.  This is pretty much the best thing that's happened since you consumed 7 pounds of Thanksgiving food last Thursday.  (Oh wait, that was me...).

But wait, THERE'S MORE!!!!

This TV story has 2 little anecdotes.

Numero Uno:  When Dutch Boy and I first walked into Best Buy, I was repeatedly slapped on the shoulder by some random man.  I turned around to make sure he wasn't trying to grab my purse or something, and that's when he saw his actual daughter.   Apparently, I closely resemble a 16 year-old with a varsity jacket.  He (and his daughter) apologized repeatedly, and then she (clearly humiliated) said something along the lines of  "Don't touch me" (to him), and "Don't judge me" (to me).  Dutch Boy declared that that incident alone made up for the fact that he was shopping with all of those people.

Dos:  Our plan all along for said TV was to make sure it fit in our large entertainment center before we decided to keep it.  Well, upon returning to the apartment, I did some quick measurements, followed by a groan.  The TV was 2 inches too big.  (THE HORROR!!)  Why not just buy a new entertainment center, you ask?  Well, when we first moved into the apartment, Dutch Boy and I had just gotten married and had very little furniture.  I was sick of our TV sitting on top of my little bookcase, and so I searched Craigslist for a new entertainment center.  It had to fit in the back of my car (a medium-sized SUV).  Unfortunately, while we were able to get it into the car with little incident, it took us 45 minutes to get that beast back out.  We ended up having to partially disassemble it.  Needless to say, Dutch Boy declared after that incident that we were keeping that entertainment center for the duration of our marriage. 

With all that being said, we still hadn't decided what to do about the TV.  So, after an HOUR (no joke, seriously, we debated all this for an hour), this is the solution we came up with:

That's right.  Our TV is now on top of the massive entertainment center, leaving a giant hole where the TV is supposed to go.  Any suggestions for what to do with this hillbilly-ish space?