Sign of the Times

Bad Sign was inspired while apartment hunting. It dawned on me that I am utterly surrounded by contracts. Contracts that penalize me if for some terrible reason I want to live somewhere for 9 months or 13 months, contracts that continues to work if my telephone breaks. You even sign contracts when you get a video store membership that authorizes them to make charges on your credit card. Now I am not the type of person who these protections were designed to protect against, but I do have to live under the same rules and this pisses me off.

Essentially, the moral is "Read the Fine Print", but more to the point, those on the signing end of contracts are always signing something to "protect" the other side, rarely ourselves. And there is no other option. Sign the contract or be unemployed, homeless and without video rental privileges.