For many years I worked at Citicorp Retail Services, first on Route 109 in Farmingdale, New York, and then on Old Country Road in Melville, New York. I can honestly say that most people I met there were quite decent and likable, but there were a view notable exceptions. The last department I worked in, up until the time they closed down, was the customer service department. In general the people there were very good and easy to work with. There were a couple of characters, though, who made everyone miserable. One was a devious Puerto Rican guy named Elvys (Elvinko). The other was a mean little blonde named Gayle (Katie Pie). As far as I was concerned Elvinko and Katie Pie were the veritable bane of everyone’s existence. They were constantly gossiping and insulting people. They messed things up and then blamed others, and were quite determined to tell the supervisors and managers about the slightest of missteps from anyone they didn’t like, thereby ensuring that people got into quite a lot of entirely unnecessary trouble. Elvinko and Katie Pie, from the first instant they set foot onto the grounds of the company, provoked dissent among people there. They most certainly brought out the very worst in me. I really should have explained to the supervisors and managers, with proof, exactly how rotten they really were. I should have exposed their filthy disgusting mouths, the way they lied, gossiped and turned people against each other. Their anti social behavior was directed toward a significant enough number of people that it would have been very easy to get many victims of their abuse to back me up. If enough people would have spoken up against these monsters, we could have avoided quite a whole lot of trouble. Unfortunately, though, most people just dealt with them in entirely unofficial ways. The problem with my having to associate with someone of their ilk is that under those circumstances, I’ve always tended to fight fire with fire, because someone that irremediably rotten and self absorbed never even so much as thinks of listening to the voice of rightly ordered reason anyway.