Things in Copenhagen that I am not resentful about

I am not at all resentful about the broadcasters repeatedly calling me Kortay and Korta.

When I told the main guy it was "cort", he apologized, saying he had a hard time with Skandinavian names. I told him I was an Amercian, and he said, "I can;t do anything right." But he was a nice guy. they kept alternating the announcers, and each and everyone of them butchered my name. I hope I get a copy of this broadcast, it will be, by far, funnier than my act.

I'm not resentful at Joe Hachem for insisting I sound like I am from New Jersey. I simply explained to him that I was from BOSTON and we don;t sound ANYTHING LIKE the pople from New York or Jersey, then I threw a Pepsi at him.

Okay, I made up that last part for dramatic effect.

I am also not resentful at the cute Japanese maid. We had a little communication problem, even though her English was quite good. In the end, she apologized profusely, saying, "your english is very good, really it is."

She must have thought I was Austrian or something and english was my second language.. badumpump- okay, that one hurt a little, but I forgave her almost immediately after she left the fresh towels.

I am not resentful at the entire casino and poker tourney staff, none of whom apparently know the schedules for the side tournements. Okay, there may be a tinge of resentment there. Tomorrow's side tournement sold out, which is probably for the better.