Being worshiped for Me it’s not a job, it’s something I need more than air. This is your job after all. My role is to make you feel worthless, which is not hard at all but you, you must worship and obey Me without questions. When I see that your eyes look untrustworthy to Me, I get angry and this means more punishments for you, and you do not want to annoy Me. You want to make Me happy, so put on your stockings, get a nice lipstick and a nice large smile, the tea is served at 5’o clock!