Retroactive Breakup

So, due to the many curses of myspace i found out that the show i worked on before the NBSC was getting ready to premiere. I thought, the hell?! Curiously i never received a call about the show starting back up and had always thought i'd receive one in june. With the job I'd honestly forgotten about it until the fated moment i clicked on my homepage and saw the bullitien announcement. I called a friend i worked with and she told me she didn't know until she'd gotten there but she and another guy who i know, felt so bad about it, they didn't want to tell me. Apparently that story asst, whom i gather is probably shagging the producer, got her friend hired over me. which you know, really bums me the fuck out. i know i shouldn't feel bad about it bcs i love the job i've got now, but come on! it's just LAME. and those smiling waving faces, that are lying and saying, we'll give you a call! we promise! you were great! we love you! are just you know disappointingly human and disloyal. and no harm no foul... right? i have another gig, a better, nirvana inspiring one. but even after all... it still smarts, ouch. retroactive rejection blows.