Pallets of Super Fudge Chunk are breathing a sigh of relief

Yesterday morning I was awoken at 8:30 by the ring of my cellphone. I was sleeping in because yesterday was the day of my job interview. Well, it was them. "We wanted to call and let you know that we have filled this position, so we don't need to interview you today." Bah! Oh well. At least I could stop stressing about how they were going to react to the news that I am pregnant. But it also means that I was dismissed solely on my merit...or lack of merit...or unimpressive amount of merit compared to whoever got hired. Boo.

Then I called the temp agency to follow up on the job they had for me. She was going to call the company to see if I can start a week later, since they wanted me to start the week I will be visiting mom. Well, the answer is no. Double Boo. Part of me wants to blame that one on being pregnant too...how? After all, it's just a temp job, what would they care? Oh, they would care. If you were them, would you let a pregnant woman have unfettered access to your product...and I was sooooo close.