Terry Pratchett. Guards! Guards! (№ 440871)

Probably not, Vimes thought bitterly. Humans like them aren't stylish enough for gods. Try to find a god who will worry about the poor fellow, who is exhausted for the sake of a miserable handful of dollars a month. No, this is not for the gods. They descend from their peaks for the cunning rogue who roams the temples and steals all sorts of jewels, but not for the unimaginative hard worker who tramples the city pavements every night.