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 yesterday. i should've known it's gonna be a bad day when my younger kitty, while jumping around in the kitchen, knocked over a big bell jar and smashed it to pieces. 

i had bought tickets for myself and the girlfriend to a play on broadway in early january. the performance was for friday evening, which is when nemo decided to hit nyc. we ended up not being able to go for the play. i had gotten the tickets through nyu (important later) at a discount, but they were still about a hundred bucks. since my so doesn't really enjoy broadway that much and can't afford tickets (neither can i, but that's a separate issue), the deal is that i buy her ticket too if i want her to come with me. 

anyway, i checked on the theater's website to see if they offered a refund or a switch for tickets, since i figured a lot of people would get caught out by nemo and miss the play. sure enough, they had a notice saying that you could buy a new set of tickets for some other date, email them with the order details and the previous ticket details, and they'll issue a refund. so yesterday (saturday), i bought tickets for the evening show again (this time, no discount, so even more expensive tickets), and emailed telecharge (the company that handles the ticket sales) for a refund on the tickets i had gotten through nyu. at this point, i decided to call nyu to get the order details, in case telecharge needed specific order numbers or something; nyu told me that they don't get their tickets through telecharge! they said that i should take my tickets for friday to the theater and ask them to give me new tickets to a different date. that effectively means that nyu won't refund my tickets, nor will telecharge. 

so now, i had two sets of tickets to the same play. i tried selling the ones for yesterday's performance on craigslist, but no one bit. so, we decided we might as well go to the play and enjoy what we can. 

we reach the theater and sit down. it's ten minutes to curtains when i realize. . . **i left the fucking oven on.** it was empty, so there was no risk of food burning, but it had already been on two hours when we were home. it's an old gas oven. i was pre-heating it to make food when my girlfriend got home from work, and i got distracted and forgot about it. i panicked and called the super who lives in the building and left him a voicemail to call me asap. he's a douche who never answers his phone, but i digress. we decide that there's not that much of a risk of a fire, since it's an empty oven, and that we should just see the play and then go home. so the play starts and we sit through the first act, all the while i'm thinking about the fucking oven in my head. at intermission, i finally get a call back from my super. when i tell him about the oven, he freaks out and tells me to hurry home instantly, since these old fucking ovens can't be relied on and something might melt and start a fire. sigh. . . we leave the play and rush home and thankfully, nothing bad had happened. 

so now, i have a second set of tickets to the play that we can use to go and finish watching it, but i have to sell them, because i'm too poor to be able to afford two sets of tickets to a play right now. 

 

**edit: formatting and stuff.**

TIFU by having bad luck, bad sense and a bad memory, which together ruined my day and cost me a bunch of money