On a recent trip to NYC, my wife and I walked around Chelsea and, in addition to the cool elevated High Line Park, we visited the Chelsea Market. It was an eclectic collection of indie boutiques, luxury brand designer stores, and eateries. I happened to sign onto their Wifi and encountered what is probably the nicest and funniest terms of service/EULA ever:
I promise to refrain from any hanky panky
Or anything that would make anyone get cranky.
Anything I do with this connection that is lame,
I absolve Chelsea Market, et al, of any blame.Agree and you’ll get out.
Disagree and you’ll just pout.
