Definition: 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.
Input: Text: this happened today, i just got home. i was driving home from long island to nj and for reasons that i cannot remember, after sitting in traffic forever on the lie, i miss the exit for the verrazzano because i was trying to get back at someone for doing something stupid in another lane(they made the exit, so i even failed at that). and thus begins the fuck ups.


 i'm using gps on my phone and it begins taking me down a variety of streets in brooklyn after sending me off the highway, presumably to turn around. problem was, for whatever reason, the gps would get lost every 5 seconds, which is kinda an issue in the city because you don't have the liberty of time to wait for it. after getting me mildly lost, it's about to put me back on the right track and is telling me to go straight, then changes to left and i swing left and make it, but i hit a curb i didn't see. i continue up the on ramp and am about to merge when i realize i caused a flat. fuck me. 

i pull over and pop the trunk thinking "well, it's inconvenient, but at least i have a spare and jack". nope, my younger brother had wrecked the two cars in the house earlier in the year, each replacing the last, and while the jack had made it into the second car with the tire iron, i apparently never moved them into this one. mother. fucker. 

i then call my dad, who i immediately assume the worst(he's sleeping and left his phone downstairs, i'm only 21) and tell him of my predicament. he has me call the insurance company, and for reasons beyond my comprehension, i begin by telling the insurance person that i am in the wrong boro. i know full fucking well that the verrazzano goes from brooklyn to staten island, and yet, i insisted for 10 minutes that i am in queens, leading all directions i gave to the woman trying to help me useless. i'm eating up my phone battery, which i realize i forgot the charger for and is now at 28%, my only way of calling for help and my directions for getting home. another monumental fuck up. 


eventually i managed to convey where i was, and she tells me that they can't send a tow there, for whatever fucking reason. i'm running out of battery, so i quickly wrap up the call and start walking back up on the on ramp(i walked back earlier to get the address of the nearest cross street). while i'm walking up the ramp, a guy slows down and pulls up to me and asks if i need a ride, i tell i've got a few hundred yards ahead and ask him if he's got a jack and tire iron. he says maybe, and invites me in. he pulls in behind my car and we get out and check his trunk, he has both. i am saved. i fucking love this guy. 

we begin to set up the jack and raise the car, and proceed to attempt to remove the bolts on the wheel. turns out, his didn't fit the bolts, wasn't one of the 4 sided ones. fuck. me. we go back and double check his trunk and mine and come up empty handed. he agrees to stick around for a bit and let me charge my phone in his car, again, this guy is a fucking savior and the mvp of thanksgiving. 

suddenly, a tow truck with flashing lights pulls up alongside me and him. we look at each other and wonder where it came from, then i remembered i told me dad where i was, i guess he managed to send a tow(insurance company is full of shit, what else is new). i talk to the tow driver and he says to have the other guy move, but before the other guy goes, he knew i didn't have a charger and my battery was dying, and he gave me a car charger. this man deserves a fucking medal. i thank him repeatedly and he heads out, and i move the car onto the bed of the tow. 

the tow driver gives me the rates and everything, then tells me that he only takes cash. it should be noted at this point that i have had my debit card number memorized for years, but have forgotten my pin 3 times. my card is thus, locked, at least if i want to use an atm, for whatever fucking sense that makes. and i have no cash on me. eventually, my dad ended up having to come and pay the guy and the tow truck guy was stuck with me for an hour while my dad drove into ~~queens~~ brooklyn and paid for the tow and tire change. turns out the tow guy could have impounded my car for my inability to pay, but was a really nice guy.

TIFU by my missing exit and setting in motion a series of unfortunate events