Colonial Williamsburg

I decided that if I worked at Colonial Williamsburg, I would not like to be the guy that has to hang out with the oxen all day.

I'd like to be the daughter of the governor with all the suitors . . . I'd lounge on fainting sofas, work on needlepoint, and have servants (that were paid fair wages and treated with the utmost respect) to do my bidding with a snap of my fingers. Oh, that's not one of the jobs? Darn.