My first job

After a week in London, I flew back to Switzerland to get my cymbals and my stick bag. I couldn't take my cymbal case into the cabin, so I had to leave them at the check-in desk... scary!!! My first audition was scheduled for Friday, 11th, for an already quit successful artist. He's looking for a guitar player (preferably female) and a drummer (f/m). I was booked to audition for the band as well as to accompany all the guitar auditions. I did a good job, if I may say so for myself, but there was this very cute, tall, blond girl, who really knows how to play drums... As I write this, I'm still waiting for them to make a decision. (still confident, but you never know) - well, anyway, let's talk about London for a change...
One thing, I didn't expect, was how friendly people in London are. Growing up and living in the countryside (Landei, as we say in Swiss-German), I thought the typical Londoner or any city dweller must be kinda rude. But then again, all the guys and gals I already knew from London are very nice people... prejudice is a "funny" thing, and I thought I was immune...