I think if I can get it down to only a handful of builders I will be happy. Last night I had a coniption fit because I got an event that wiped out 15 million in food, and while quite a few of them did go back to gathering food, my builders were fixing the huts while starving to death. Then half my farmers were either watering crops or doing laundry. I was not a happy camper.
And no worries about the gender mix up. My students accidentally call me Mister every once in a while (not that I could be confised for a guy-but hey). If i cared that much about it, my avatar would make it more clear that I'm a girl, instead of being my favorite painting.
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Why is it that if someone tells you that there are 1 billion stars in the universe you will believe them,
but if they tell you a wall has wet paint you will have to touch it to be sure?