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: ok, so it dates back to about a month ago, but i didn't fully understand reddit at that stage (or even now).

anyway, i got a summer job as a painter and the weather in ireland was uncharacteristically hot. fearing for my pasty irish skin, my boss pulled me aside and warned me that i needed to apply some sunscreen. 

as most of you are aware, sunscreen application is a fairly straightforward process for those areas you can reach. however, with most of the working day spent atop a ladder with my back to the sun, i decided to settle for nothing less than a generous helping of spf 50. it's worth mentioning that we were working with our tops off, due to the the sweltering conditions.

i pulled my boss aside and asked him to lather me up in those hard-to-reach places which were most susceptible to burning. he got visibly angry at the request as though it were some threat to his masculinity, thus a stalemate was forged when i refused to work until he fulfilled my request.

after a heated exchange, he decided that he could cooperate if the deed was done away from prying eyes of mrs wilson: the elderly homeowner of the property in question. we decided that the boiler house, though extremely cramped, was the ideal location. the roof slanted at the back, meaning that i had to bend over while he squeezed a huge dollop of cream into his right hand. he began to aggressively knead it into my lower back with his calloused palms, before smacking my singed spine in a failed attempt at humour, at which i screamed, in his words, "like a little bitch".

it was at this point that the door swung open, striking my boss, who thrust into my posterior as both of our exposed torsos glistened with the lubricant. the austere silhouette of mrs wilson dominated the doorway, squealing like the banshee of irish folklore. we were left dumbfounded as the apparent super-sleuth launched into a profane tirade of homophobic abuse. i attempted go clarify the situation, but she had seen enough and roared for her son to "come and sort out these pair of perverts". her son was more understanding of the situation, though he did decide that the encounter was too much for his mother to ignore, and that she would be contacting another party to finish the work. to add insult to injury, my back- devoid of any protection- ended up getting burned during the painstaking process of packing up the site. my girlfriend applied the after-sun. lesson learned.

TIFU By Applying Sunscreen