Unfiltered Story #214200

I used to work at a gas station in Branson, Missouri, so I saw a *lot* of tourists, and subsequently suffered through the same tired old jokes everyone in customer service does. One day, near the beginning of summer, a customer comes in to pay for his gas and buy a few snacks. He hands me a twenty, and as I hold it up to light to check it, I hear him mumble something and facepalm.
Me: I sorry, sir, I didn’t catch that.
Customer: I almost made the “I printed it this morning” joke. I worked in a gas station through college, and I can’t tell you how many times I heard that joke. I think I’ve been out of retail for too long.
We chatted a bit as I got his change and bagged his items. Turned out, this was his first vacation after getting a “real job” (he said with massive air quotes). He’d saved up his vacation days and had a full week to relax.
We shared a couple more laughs about stupid customers, before he wished me luck and headed back to his car. Customers like him made a largely thankless job bearable.