Can we talk about how I thought a roommate contract was a joke until a $340 light bill showed up?
I always rolled my eyes at people who made roommates sign paperwork, thought it was some control freak thing. Then my new guy in Austin ran a space heater all night and stuck me with $340 in March, and I pulled out the two-page agreement we'd scribbled at the kitchen table. Now I'm the annoying person who hands over a pen before anyone moves a box in, so has anyone gotten a roommate to sign one without it turning weird?