Please fire me. I have a master’s degree and work as a cashier. I spend my Friday nights cleaning up bottles of broken wine. (pleasefireme)

A lot of these please fire mes don’t make sense to me. If the only job you can get is as a peon at a liquor store (despite your master’s degree [ed note: ooooh]), then I would think the last thing you want is to be fired.

Please Fire Me should be renamed Please Hire Me (for a better job where I can complain about stuff all day at work).