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: so i managed to get into an arabic language program in jordan and i was stoked for some life experience and this kind of life experience required more than just clothes. i decided to bring my sentiment box for, duh, sentimental things like ticket stubs, the first album i ever bought, an ex’s necklace, things like that. i figured it would be nice to have for the inevitable homesickness. a few days later i’m standing in the amman airport listening to the muezzin, extremely bleary from the wine and xanax i had taken to make the flight bearable, shuffling with the rest of my group towards the baggage scanners. 

i don’t know if anybody told you, but there are some security concerns in the middle east from time to time, so bags get scanned on their way out of the airport as well as on the way in. no matter, i’m a law abiding not even remotely terroristic upstanding member of society who recycles and whatever. i plunk the suitcase down on the dirty folding table next to the scanner, walk through a metal detector, and turn around to collect my bag. 

except the previously friendly security guards were now looking quite stern and rifling through my bag, and they’re digging for something, and they’re pulling something out. it’s the sentiment box, which i should mention has this picture on the top. the guard opens the box, and pulls out a fucking pair of fucking handcuffs (as in they were used for fucking) that i had tossed into the box weeks earlier in what was supposed to be a *temporary* storage arrangement for them, and had then forgotten about them. the guard holds them way up high so all of my new colleagues can see, then points at me (just in case anybody missed it) and says something in arabic. then two soldiers come and some guy in a leather jacket and jeans who speaks perfect english strides up and motions me into a back room. mind you this is happening in front of a group of people who i have just met, who i will have to live with for the next five and half months, who all now have to wait for me to sort this out. 

the leather jacket guy turned out to be an intelligence agent, and he turned out to be pretty cool. he immediately figured out that i was way to un-smooth to be considered any sort of a threat. he let me go after ten minutes (didn't get the cuffs back), which allowed me to get into the bus with the rest of my classmates, who were about to leave without me. i sat in the back corner, did not introduce myself, and pretended to sleep for the entire five-hour ride to where we were staying. 

tr;dr a combination of kinkiness and forgetfulness resulted in me getting interrogated by a jordanian intelligence agent and almost abandoned at the amman airport.

TIFU by being kinky in the Middle East.