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.

Ex Input:
Text: as usual, 7 years ago...

at 20 years of age i was quite the angry fellow. thought the world owed me and no one could match my intelligence. anyhow, i was driving home from work in a pickup truck and there was traffic, of course. the guy behind me was in a jeep and i thought he was tail gating to be an ass so i slammed on my breaks and shouted, "keep riding my ass, you'll end up in my bed."

to which he replied almost instantaneously, "i love it when you talk dirty."

changed my life. humiliation has it's perks.

Ex Output:
TIFU by telling a man he will end up in my bed.


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Text: one of the companies i work with has outsourced much of their phone support to native america. as a result of this and the fact most company-wide it related communications come from my email address, i regularly get emails and calls from people looking for a quick answer to almost any it related question. i typically ignore them. occasionally, if i'm in a good mood and it's a simple thing, i'll reply. 

so, today i get a call from "carson" in security (i can't say whether i'm using his real name or not, because i could barely understand him through the thick southern drawl). he accidentally disconnected the video cable to the building's digital display system doing something. what he was doing, i can only guess, but it's an educated guess after i found out what happened later. anyhow... from what he described, there's three computers at that desk: one is the computer that all of the digital displays in that park mirror, one is the computer that monitors and configures the security badge system, and one owned by the security contracting company that is extranet (not on the company's network system) for their email.

i only answered the call because the masking told me it came from inside the company and possibly important, so i tell him i can't assist. he apologizes for calling me directly, but says "i hate calling [the helpdesk] and having to repeat everything i say to 'habeeb', and i'm in a real hurry." (i should point out that his southern accent was of a variety that made it hard for me to understand, so i can empathize with "habeeb"). he tells me he accidentally unplugged the "tv system", which i gather he thinks is a closed circuit system, and needs me to help him "sort the spaghetti" so the digital display system will be functional when people come to work in a few minutes. after telling him that he should call the a/v group, and him persisting, i ask him to look for a digital splitter box and describe what it looks like. finally, he finds it, and when i ask him to read what it says, he rattles off the brand and other non important things before saying "vga input."

i tell him to find a vga cable, and he has no idea what one is. i describe it to him and he says there are two like that. i tell him to contact the a/v group again, but he starts swearing because it's now 8am, and people are arriving, it'll take too much time, etc. exasperated, i ask him what color the two cables are, and he says one is blue and one is white. "a-ha!" i think, "the blue is the vga and the white is dvi." since most of the cables that come with monitors are colored that way. i tell him it's the blue one, he tells me he's plugging in the blue cable, and after a moment i ask "all set?"

there's a long silence, as he probably had set down the phone. i ask if it worked again, and he just exhales. 

after another couple seconds he says, "that wasn't the right cable, so it's gotta be the other one. thanks a heap," he says politely, and hangs up. happy to have the call over and pleased with the fact i did someone a solid, i go back to reading my emails and forget about it.

so it was this evening i was doing a lync session with one of the teams from that company. halfway through, one of the guys passes the screen sharing to someone else to present, and the second guy says "hold on, not yet! i have a video chat going..." and everyone laughs. i ask "oh, so did they finally pilot 2013 for you guys, now?" (that company disabled lync video and isn't on 2013 lync, yet) to which everyone laughs harder. when they realize i'm totally oblivious to what they're taking about, they tell me some security guy in the "brain lanes" (sarcastic nickname for the r&d complex) shared some video chat window he had with all of the digital displays, and was promptly canned.

i didn't tell them about the phone call, nor did i ask about what was in the video chat. i just said "huh," and we continued with our meeting. i guess they have white vga cables there. maybe so they can tell them apart when there's more than one, and dvi/dp/hdmi/anything from the 21st century isn't compatible with either monitor or computer. 

poor guy.

Ex Output:
TIFU by by assuming all VGA cables have blue connectors.


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Text: i've been pretty bored lately, and have been going through a bit of a dry spell. these two things combined are my excuse for what i've been doing the past few weeks. i've been shaving half my pubes. to the right of the dick, baby smooth. the left, a good bit of fuzz. yeah, stupid. i know. boredom does things to a man.

with that said, my real story starts with a group of my friends. i've been busy with work, but have finally been graced with a night off and an invitation to a little gathering. thank fuck.

what i didn't expect was for my crush to be there. she's in the same circle of friends, so it isn't exactly rare to see her, but i wasn't really informed. we're not strangers, either. we fool around occasionally, but things never really progress much further. tonight, it was a bit different.

after a while of all of us shooting the shit, someone mentions going on a food and beer run. some of my friends are some seriously picky eaters, and after a bout of arguing, everyone who wanted food just decided to go. you can see where this is heading.

it didn't take long for us to get into it. things were much more... heated this time around. clothes were falling off. she looks down at my junk, and like in most men's worst nightmare, start cracking the fuck up. my immediate reaction was to get angry. then it hit me. i'd completely forgotten that i've only been mowing half the lawn.

things stopped after this. immediately. our clothes went back on, and when she was finally able to catch her breath she gave me a "maybe next time."

Ex Output:

TIFU by shaving my pubes... Kinda.


