Jerry: Look, I feel bad for him too, but he'll get another job. I mean, let's face it, it's not a profession where you embellish your resume and undergo a series of grueling interviews.
George: Oh, like you really know busboys.
Jerry: Oh, like you do.
George: Hey, at least I was a camp waiter.
Jerry: [scoffing] Camp.
George: It was a fat camp. Those kids depended on me.