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: pt 1 here: http://www.reddit.com/r/tifu/comments/2uaub8/tifu_by_throwing_away_the_wrong_box/

pt 3 here: http://www.reddit.com/r/tifu/comments/2uii4a/tifu_by_throwing_away_the_wrong_box_and_getting/

*latest update: 08.15*

 


so the result of yesterday.  i don't know if the data has been shredded yet, but it's at a company that we are heading to this morning.  no-one was there last night.  the rest of the team know, and 'jim' is in as much shit as me; 4 hds were empty of data but rammed full of cocaine.  dave is…still along for the ride at least.

there was a couple of people telling me i'm fucked and the others would eventually reveal all.  me and dave are very good friends (i was best man at his wedding), and worked together years ago before the firm we're at now, so there's no worries there.  i was a little worried about jim to be honest but well he wants this sorted as much as me now.  even if i come clean to the bosses; it might be too late.  that's 5 years worth of data there, some of the stuff before at least will be on tapes but half of them were chucked as well (that was on purpose though).

btw; the banging on the door this morning at 4 am?  dave.  him and sofia had some argument and he chucked her out.  sorry, i thought it was some goons and we were done for right there.

so the plan as of right now (10:15) is we head off to look things up and see what we can get.  if that means breaking and entering that's what we do.  too much at stake here.  figured i would keep reddit updated on our travels.  jim's driving.  any suggestions on how to get in without getting arrested too would be good.  hoping just to trip an alarm and then get someone to come out for us and we can explain the situation.  i hope you appreciate that i can't tell you where we're going or coming from (other than near the east coast, guess you can figure that out from the times), but i'll try to keep putting on a couple of pictures as i go along.

**tl;dr still fucked up so going on for all or nothing.  plus, we're all super hungover.  hold on tight.**

*edit 1 (11.13):* being followed, doing zig-zags and driving erratically to try to lose the pi.  haha joking.  we're on the interstate, about 50 mins to go.

*edit 2 (12.49):* bit delayed with traffic but scoped out the place. round the back of the building there's a keypad for a large door entrance. tried a few obvious combos. any recommendations? we like the suggestion of /u/malamutewhisperer gonna try some linked in and facebook attempts.

*edit 3 (12.55):* images of keypad and yard http://m.imgur.com/bt3n6f5,d2tbxfq

*edit 4 (14.43):* **jim in jail**. big update when we get a coffee and figure out what the fuck is going on. oh and yeah. jim was our lift here.

*edit 5 (15.32):* so. we found our way in, the digits were the last 4 of the company number. no alarm! and we saw the shredder. it's huge, i've seen similar on youtube videos i think, will try to find one later. there's boxes of stuff to go in, and no evidence of any shreddings. but i don't recognise the crap they had piled up there. here's the twist; jim went out to get one of these things http://www.mrshelf.co.za/shop/hand-trolleys/crate-trolley/ (a crate trolley?) from his trunk. but we'd parked up next to a hydrant...paying too much attention i guess to the task in hand. he's getting written up, but he must have looked nervous or something because all of a sudden he's getting patted down and they're giving the car a quick sweep. i don't know what they found but next thing we know he's in the back of a car on the way to the station we guess. will update when we know about him.

we cleared the hell out of there. now in a starbucks thinking how the fuck we make it 100 miles back home on a sunday.

*edit 6 (20.10):* sorry for such a long delay. my iphone battery died. so we hitch-hiked back. didn't realise anyone did that anymore but hell we made it. grabbed a taxi the last few miles back. now we're at the office trying to get things sorted. still not heard from jim. but did hear from my boss who left me a message; he wants to meet tomorrow at 14.15 after lunch. fuck. gonna have to come clean reddit. rip in pieces :(

*edit 7 (21:01):* so dave's wife (mrs d) found out and he's been chucked on the streets (it's about 38 degrees here).  he's staying at my place tonight.  apparently last night the big argument he had was that he decided not to leave his wife, that he wanted to make it work.  things did not go down well there with sofia and she completely flipped, chucked him out and that's why he was banging on the door at 4 am.  but i guess in the mean time she wrote a letter to his wife and posted it.  that's when the shit hit home.  mrs d tore him a new one, then it turns out that she didn't go home to see her mom, but went away with some guy!!  that's all i know so far.  dave knows about these threads so i'll let him post any more if he wants.

the shredder was something similar to this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zvbpfpst78g&t=85

TIFU by throwing away the wrong box. (part 2)