Patrick (don't call him Patches... he hates it) works at our sister shop, The Fat Tire Farm. Wait there's more. For Christmas his loving girlfriend got him a wee little bike and in our opinion he rides with his seat way too high, but that's neither here nor there. Anyway, she was "sneaky", got a hold of our boss, and paid for it with out Patches.... I mean, Patrick knowing about it. I was a way J. For Christmas my girlfriend got me some new sponges so I can wash the dishes. He wins.