At the cash I asked the lady what she thought it was. She said without a thought, "It's a cigar ashtray." Her theory made sense because that little ledge was kind of wide and would really hold a thick cigar much better than a cigarette.
I like having this piece in my living room even if it really is an ashtray. I figure that if I want a small reflection of the 70's in my home, then an ashtray definitely belongs even though nobody is going to be smoking in my place.
I'll leave you with a glimpse of the ashtray that my Grandfather Taylor used while smoking his pipe back in the day. This was a piece of decor. That is little Susan in the far left of the photo. I'm still under production at this point.