I worship Koppel at the same volume as I do Stern and Springsteen, and I had mentally practiced what I would say when I finally met him. With a firm handshake, I would tell him, “I’m so proud to be working at the same company as you.” A simple line, to be sure, but I wanted to keep it brief and I thought my sincerity would shine through my smile while I spoke to him.
He was glad-handing those in the green room, colleagues hurriedly swallowing any food in their mouths to speak with him, and he turned toward my direction, heading straight at me. My eyes lit, I stuck out my head in preparation, and said, “I so happy to be at company with you.” Sigh. He couldn’t have possibly mistaken me for Korean, just a nerd who couldn’t spit out a simple thought. He was gracious, though, and asked when I did for the company, then quickly went to person behind me.