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 first of all this is a throwaway cause some friends of mine reddit. anyways, to set the scene: this fu occurred eight years ago when i was 11 years old. 

my mom was recently separated from my dad and incredibly stressed out. she was playing the part of both parents (technically she always had) but now all responsibility fell on her shoulders, so naturally she was very tense. 

being only 11 i had barely any money to my name but had managed to squirrel away about a hundred dollars after christmas and my birthday. i wanted to buy my mom a new vacuum because she always complained how much ours did not work, but i didn't want to buy her the wrong one (she is a very particular woman). then i got this magical idea: i would buy her a gift certificate for a massage! she would love it! 

i hit the internet barely containing my excitement. finally i would be the favorite daughter and get her something meaningful and thoughtful! i searched "cheap massages in (my city)" and a whole list of businesses lit up my screen. my eyes were wide with excitement as i clicked each link to find the best one. 

one in particular caught my eye. it was a simple name: (seemingly normal girls name) health spa. i click on it and there were four reviews, all by men. at the time, this did not raise any red flags. one comment was literally "they love u long time. i love them too" to me this just seemed like a happy customer praising the spa. 

i couldn't find pricing or a place to purchase a gift card so i called the number listed. this was (more or less) our conversation: 


"___ health spa how may i help you?" a woman said in a very seductive voice.
"yes how much are your massages?"
"60 for an hour. wanna schedule an appointment?" 
"can you buy gift certificates?"
"uh, no we don't sell those here."
"oh okay, thanks bye."

i was feeling a little dejected but for some reason my 11 year old heart was set on this particular establishment so i thought of another way to gift her the massage. i decided to draw up my own certificate and present it to her with 60 dollars attached. i called back to the massage place to schedule an appointment for the closest saturday to her birthday. when i called the same lady answered and sounded really confused when i told her it was for my mom. she even asked me if i was sure my mom wanted a massage from her place and i tried to sound mature by saying that my mom had read their reviews and hand picked them. she didn't fight me but now that i look back she probably did not even write us down in the  appointment book. 

after a lot of time and effort i was so proud of the result of my gift that i had to call my grandma and tell her what i was planning to do. i was so excited she couldn't understand me. once i calmed down i explained to her what i did. when i told her the name of the place she seemed to get uncomfortable. she told me to wait on the phone and i heard her talking with my grandpa. my grandpa was now on the phone and also sounded uncomfortable. he told me i couldn't send her there. i asked him why and he wouldn't give me a straight answer. he offered to help me pay for a better place and i agreed only because i wanted the best for my mom. 

i went over to their house later and actually went and bought a real certificate from another local place of their choosing, and i didn't care cause i was too excited. 

nobody mentioned this again. fast forward five years and i was visiting a friends house when we passed this building with tinted windows and curtains on the door. i recognized the name and asked my friend what this was. she stared at me with a look like "you poor, sheltered child" which was true as i was very sheltered as a child (which is probably why i didn't make the connection sooner.) then the gears in my head turned and i realized i was so close to sending my mom to a massage parlor. then it all clicked: the reviews online, the seductive voice of the lady, her confusion at my request, my grandparents uncomfortable conversation.

TIFU by almost sending my mom to a 'massage parlor'