Beware of OSP Communications!

Here’s a new rant. Having just recently been let go from a job, I decided to do things that I had put off. For example, I scheduled all the doc appointments I had been putting off and looking over the pile of crap on my desk that needed to be organized.

Throughout this organization – I found my desk underneath the mess on it, and I discovered something in an old AT&T bill. It was listed under the section “The Billing Resource.” Basically, AT&T allows third parties to charge through them (I guess). So anyway, I had a “collect call” charge to my account from Van Horn, TX. “Billed on behalf of OSP Communications.” I will be disputing this charge when businesses open on Tuesday, but for the time being, I am simply livid that this happened. At first I was totally confused, until I looked at RipOffReport.com where if you click on the following you’ll see that these people have done it to others. CLICK HERE. 

I don’t know anyone from Van Horn TX, I can’t receive collect calls because my home line is only connected to a fax and I realize I should have checked over my bill sooner. Although ebills are more convenient, I am also finding it easy to simply pay it and not worry about the individual charges. So for what its worth, in this day and age when information (private or otherwise) is easily available to anyone, check everything – your credit, your bills, and your mail.

And the Meandering Continues

So, it turns out that veterinary technician school was not for me. Since my last blog - which I realize was written approximately 5 months ago, much has happened.  I volunteered at a vet hospital over the summer.  I don't quite know the reason for my thinking that it would be all about helping the puppies or kittens - after all it is a hospital and things die in hospitals.  

The thing is, I was having a problem with the euthanasia part of it.  I mean really, its okay, I get it if the dog or cat is like 20 years old, incontinent and can't walk without crying.  What about someone who is willing to put down their animal because they don't want to deal with it anymore? That is not okay.  I freaked out.  

So I have gone back to doing what I thought I could be good at - law office.  Not so my dear Watson.  Apparently, even there I can't seem to get my footing. After less than five weeks - I was let go, due to incompatible styles (nice way of saying I didn't agree with the bosses).  

Anyway, so now here I am, its Labor Day weekend and I am job-less.  I have posted my resume and the like online in the hopes that someone, who I can get along with will notice it, and my credentials and maybe offer me a job, preferably downtown, so I can be relatively close to home. 

Anyway, that seems to be the updates for now... not that anyone is reading this, but meh - it gives me a forum to vent and leave it.