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: the best part of this story is that i am(was?) inches away from a pretty decent promotion.  

last night i got shitfaced.  i bowl on thursdays, and my buddies and i usually enjoy a few beers, but i guess i felt like letting loose a little bit, and we were also getting some free drinks and shots from the wait staff. also, i had a designated driver, so everything fell into place to have a blast. 
i was shitfaced at that level where you can't really see anything, and what you can see looks like the milenium falcon jumping into hyperdrive, while also spinning in a circle. good times. 

i got home and stumbled into bed. the world was spinning, i was doing everything i could to avoid having to throw up. i know some people would rather puke and feel better, but i just have an aversion to it and avoid it at all costs. plus i didn't want to wake my wife up. 

fast forward to today. i of course woke up with a pretty nasty headache and some residual nausea, but i'm a grown up so a dragged myself out of bed and got to work on time. i was playing it safe. had a few bites of toast. alternated sipping water and gatorade, just trying to get things back to normal. i thought i had it under control.  

at 9 i had a meeting with my boss and a couple of other fellows, discussing a pretty exciting opportunity that's coming my way which includes a promotion and a pretty significant raise. my boss was sitting at the head of a rounded off conference table. i was sitting next to him on one side, so we were in fairly close proximity.  at some point, it started to hit me that i was not ok, and the hangover was making a strong comeback. i felt sick.  i tried to power through and pay attention, and i just kept hoping this meeting would be over soon, because i was pretty sure i was going to have to hurl this poison out of me.  finally, my boss asked me a direct question.  i turned to face him, and i opened my mouth to answer....and out of me erupted a wet death with the force of a fire hose. it was exactly like something out of a movie. it looked fake as it happened, when i see it in my memories, it still looks fake. i absolutely destroyed the man who is in direct control of my financial future. 

he left work to change and clean up. 4 hours ago. i still haven't heard from him.

TIFU by throwing up on my boss.