So we attended a mixer the other night, one of those business-y, rubbing shoulders, making contacts things and they had a couple of drawings. I, of course, dropped in a business card, what could it hurt? After enjoying a superb bowl of Lobster bisque, they called out my name and hurried up to get my prize. Odd, but cool at the same time my prize turned out to be a sterling piggy bank with $100 inside. The money was cool and all but I’ve grown quite attached to the piggy. We now have an office mascot.