I recall the absolute dread and horror after my contract - at a global logisitcs firm - moved from Basel to Paris and finally Prague.

The legal department in Prague sent me a new contract and it wasn't the two page paper that I got accustomed to from the previous contracts.

It was 50 pages of undiluted legal gibberish all inconveniently packed into a Word document.

After feeling miserable for 3 days I actually went through this thing and while I didn't like it wasn't quite the expected horror.

Of essence where 3 pages, really. Setting the terms and the pay. The rest was mostly CYA legalese and copyright questions.

But the most interesting thing was that lil' ol' me, a one man show, was actually able to negociate a few points, which where unacceptable to me and actually get them ammended.

This episode always comes to mind, when I'm reminded of the less fun freelancing aspects.