Sometimes you just run into guys who are, for whatever reason, anti-social. It's cool that you got a chance to show what you can do, and cool that one of the guitar players seems to be on your side. It's happened to me too--some people make snap judgements based on first impressions. I had polio as a baby--I've walked with a limp all my life--and some people think I won't be able to play from seeing me walk in the club. There used to be a club in Sacramento, CA, called the Yellow Rose, with a stage that was maybe four feet high, with the only access up the front, no steps, and maybe an inch-deep toe-hold about halfway up. I went to sit in one night, and I had to hand my guitar up to the steel player and literally crawl up there on my hands and knees. He told me later that he was wondering if I could play or not--his thought upon watching me struggle was, "This guy REALLY wants this bad!" Since then, I've done numerous gigs and a few recording sessions with that guy, played in the house band at that club for a while, and he and I were in the band for a Sacramento production of the play "Always, Patsy Cline". Luckily, he didn't come off negatively to me at all--we've been friends for years--but some people aren't so civillized. One guy told me once that I don't walk like a guitar player. To which I replied, "Gee, I didn't know the gig involved strolling..."