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In this task, you are given a Reddit post as a text. Your task is to generate a title for this text. The title should start with "TIFU by", followed by a situation that caused humor. The title should contain 7-12 words, ideally.
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Text: a few years back i was working as a runner/driver for an australian based concert promoter. i was not long in the job and was shuttling management and security around venues etc. a fairly standard low stress vibe.

anyway i was working on the sydney leg of springsteen's australian tour and was out the back of his hotel waiting for my security guys to show.

suddenly, bruce's manager opens my van door and "the boss" jumps in. now i was a tad concerned as i hadn't encountered a "principal" up to this point, and the pressure level not to fuck up rose significantly.

we had a nice chat for 5 mins and then his family arrived and proceeded to pack into the 9 seat van. they just kept coming. his wife, the kids, their friends, the kids minder, the manager, way too many but bruce was unconcerned.

as we set off, the boss was crammed seatless against the sliding door, very cramped yet still uncomplaining. so we headed for bondi beach toward the breakfast location and i was shitting bricks. we were way overloaded and no one wore seatbelts. 

i knew our destination but had never dropped anyone there, so potential for balls ups were rather high. i put on my game face and thought furiously, you've got this bro!

how wrong i was.

as we cruised down the hill toward bondi, the clouds darkened and unleashed a horrendous torrential downpour over the whole region. the rain was relentless, and as we pulled up at the destination there was a river of storm water pouring down the street. 

i pulled up as the water gushed over the curb. bruce popped open the door as horizontal, machine gun like bullet sized rain pelted into the van, instantly soaking all inside as they extricated themselves from the van and waded through the flood toward the lobby of the restaurant. 

as i was sitting there thinking what a royal fuck up that was, the security detail arrived and their driver pulled up the gutter and under the awning, high and dry. i literally face palmed myself and drove off in disgust at my newbness. 

my phone immediately began ringing and beeping as the news of ineptness spread far and wide throughout the production crew and they all expressed their hilarity and mirthful scorn at my epic fail. for shame. 

i didn't drive or talk to the boss again. did keep my job though and enjoyed another decade of brilliant gigs and unforgettable musical memories.
answer:
TIFU by soaking Bruce Springsteen and his entire family!


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Text: so... it's christmas eve. my mother/father in law were on their electronic devices and they bring up that "everyone on facebook takes everything too seriously". i reply, "that's basically true of the whole internet. like reddit, the chans even..."

and then the questions come. "what's reddit? what's the chans?" 

my husband looks at me in fear, and i approach cautiously.

"uh, well reddit has news... and cats... and the chans... just don't go to those."

my father in law asks, "oh, is there porn there?"

my husband is looking more distraught. i again approach with caution. "well, there is. rule 34 and all that."

"what's rule 34?"

my husband at this point says, "can you *not* introduce my parents to this?"

then i hear; "oh! cats!" from my mother in law, discovering reddit, and then "oh, holiday foot fetishes!" from my father in law, and my husband is now... disappointed that his wife had done such a heinous thing. 

sorry, reddit, there are 2 new creepy old folks on here.
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TIFU by Introducing my Parents in Law to Rule 34


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Text: today, my neighor has been practically hanging on my doorbell all. day. long. a couple days ago, i found her cat, which was hiding under the stairs, and returned it. since then, she's been ringing the doorbell every freaking thirty minutes, asking for help with something totally inane. so there's the backstory. about fifteen minutes ago (right on time, dammit), my doorbell rang. i'd had enough and shouted that, as well as several less-than-polite phrases. i yanked open to door to tell her to leave me alone, but instead found a youngish mormon missionary standing there, eyes all welled up. he took one look at me and ran. poor thing. so, today i accidentally cussed out a missionary and made him cry. i'm sorry, missionary, wherever you are. i'm a witch, but i'm usually nice, i promise.
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TIFU by cussing out a missionary.


