Many years ago I worked for a catering company...we did the prerequisit 'name swap'... the 'troll woman" (she had a voice that I swear could kill a cat from 20 feet) that ran the office...got what a bitch, with a heart of gold very carefully hidden...was one of those 'clay/baking' people (you know that bake things and paint them) somehow she decided I collected penguins (where she got this info, I have *no* idea..(I don't)) so I got the most singularly hideous Penguin Bank...(its dark blue and this odd grey/light blue with 'daiseys'?? across its belly, sides and head...you have to see it to gasp at its bizarity...
Somehow its become a prized possesion.....every time I look at it, I laugh!!!