That's What She Said



Nothing says “I love you” quite like a detailed legal contract acknowledging that you were neither coerced nor were promises made to entice you into entering into a relationship with your boss, and if the woman of your dreams becomes a nightmare, that you won’t sue your employer. Yes, love contracts actually do exist. I should know, I’ve written several of them.

Are they effective, you ask? They can be, but not for the reasons you might think, and Dunder Mifflin’s attempt at “protection” is probably not going to prevent Michael (or Jan for that matter) from suing them after the inevitable explosion and disintegration of their relationship. Courts generally don’t take much stock in agreements that waive your right to sue for wrongs that haven’t even happened yet. The love contract would, however, have some limited value as evidence that the relationship was voluntary, consensual, was not considered by either party to be “harassment.” Unless, of course, Michael says that he was coerced into signing it when Jan ambushed him in the driveway of the CFO’s house. And it probably does not bode well that they signed the documents at a company function where cocktails were served.

Romantic isn’t it?