George Costanza:
Why are you home? You're supposed to be out on your route, and getting my calzones for Steinbrenner.
Newman:
Well, I saw that it's raining outside, so I called in sick. I don't work in the rain.
George Costanza:
But... you're a mailman! 'Neither rain, nor sleet, nor snow... ' It's the first one!
Newman:
I've never been much for credos.
George Costanza:
But I'm paying you!
Newman:
Hey, thanks!
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