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.

[Q]: Text: all my id/documents gone, all my bank cards gone (no way to get cash of my account), and i'm also in a foreign country so technically i guess i'm stranded here at the moment.

my temporary place of residence isn't there so even if someone was nice enough to return them they would have no way to do it.

it will probably take 2-3 weeks to get a new bank card. i guess i'll try not to starve meanwhile.

i think i'll need like a temporary password thing...and how the hell do i get them if i don't have any other id... to say nothing of the cost.

i can't even go to the fucking uni library now without paying for replacement id...

fuck fuck fuck i'm so fucked up. cheer me up please?
[A]: TIFU by losing my wallet


[Q]: Text: today i was on my way to a session with a sub of mine, and the following happened:

i'm visually impaired and can't drive, so i'm stuck taking the bus.  there was half an hour before my bus came, and i was kind of hungry, so i decided to make a trip to the local grocery store.  i just wanted a sandwich, so i didn't bother with a cart going in.

well, i ended up buying more than i anticipated; some of my favorite desserts were on sale, and because i didn't get a cart, i put them in my bag with my toys.

i went to check out, and because i still made it under the '15 items or less' limit, i used that stand.  without conveyor belts.

so i go up, we exchange pleasantries, and i unpack my own stuff.

>cashier: oh, you brought your own bag?  i'll give you your bag credit, then.

>me: er, bag credit?

>c: yeah, it's our new program.  you get ten cents off your total for each of your own bags you bring in.  which brings your total to [total].

i turn my attention to the pay pad, swiping my card, entering my pin, etc.  

and it didn't really register in my mind until just as it was happening: the cashier was reaching for my bag to put my groceries in.  

now, my toys were clean.  they didn't smell, they didn't have any cum or anything on them, but put yourself in the position of this poor woman: you're just trying to get through your day (given the time it was, she had either just started or was just about to leave), and you have a seemingly 'normal' customer with a bag of bdsm toys.

>cashier: oh.  um.  do you want me to bag your groceries for you?

>me: *ohgodohgodohgodohgod* um...no...i've got it...*frantic rush to pay, take my receipt, and get the hell out*

i take my stuff, sit down to check my email to make sure my sub was still meeting me, and who comes by but the manager of the store.

>manager: um, sir?  can you maybe close your bag so it's not open for the entire public to see?

in my rush to sit down in the cafe, i didn't realize that my bag was in the middle of the isle, open for any passerby who happened to look down to see.  i sheepishly reach down, tie the bag shut (it was one of those reusable bags; it didn't have any sort of clasp), and get back to my email.

not only is my sub not meeting me, i'm now known as 'the creep that carries sex toys everywhere' at my favorite grocery store.  i just wanted a sandwich, god damn it.

 

**edit**: oh god now they're disinfecting the whole area where i was sitting...that's just unnecessary
[A]: TIFU by taking my sex toys to the grocery store


[Q]: Text: original post: http://www.reddit.com/r/tifu/comments/260lfz/tifu_by_telling_my_mother_girlfriend_and_18_year/

sorry there hasn't been one yet, but nothing's happened. bit of an anti climax really:

i raised it with my girlfriend by asking to talk about "those texts i sent you" and she had no idea what i was talking about. i gave a bit more detail without giving too much away and it was clear they'd never gone through.  

my ipad is wifi only, and so only those people on ios received the messages, meaning the gf and mother are none the wiser. 

in any case, it wasn't something i was actively hiding, it just never came up. i abhor lying and will always tell the truth if asked, so i thought fuck it and told her what i'd sent (without the gruesome details), she was nonplussed, asked a couple of expected questions and semi-jokingly told me that she would cost more. then we ate a pizza. 

so while my mom didn't receive the messages, my sister definitely did, and would have told her about them, in how much detail i don't know. i still haven't spoken to either of them but there's still a chance of a minor shitstorm.

i'll update again if any lols come out of this.
[A]:
TIFUPDATE: accidental prostitute text. Prepare to be underwhelmed.


