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 this happened a few weeks ago - but i waited to see what the fallout would be before knowing if the story ends where i had hoped it ends.

i have kept a digital journal since the mid 90s.  i don't write in it every day, but i do go in streaks where i'll write several pages and then go a month without writing.  either way the journal is password protected and kept on an encrypted usb drive so no chances of it being read by anyone other than yours truly.  or so i thought.

so a couple of weeks ago i was bored at work (you can relate) and decided to pull out the usb drive and add an entry to my journal.  this entire process took maybe 10 minutes - i saved my recent entry, ejected the drive, and went about my day.

about four hours later i get an email from a guy that sits a couple of aisles over from me.  this is a man who i have never worked with and who just happens to sit in the same area as i do.  i only know his name because he has a nameplate on his cubicle, but i haven't even talked to the guy.  anyway, he says i have a "large print job waiting on the printer" which is odd because i haven't printed anything today.  i'm assuming he is confusing me for another guy who shares the same first name, but i go ahead and walk over to the printer to check.

there it is - a stack of paper about two inches thick as i feel my gut fall to the floor.  sure enough i grab a few pages and realize this is a printed copy of my journal.  which i had obviously (mistakingly) printed without realizing it.  to make matters worse i have no internal filter when writing - i talk about sex, i talk about relationships, fantasies, work, friends, family, dark desires, dreams, aspirations, and everything in between.  the most recent entry was about my girlfriend and the mind-blowing sexual experiences we had over the prior weekend, and a few passages before that i was complaining about my job and my salary is gory detail.  awesome.

the printer is the shared printer for at least 35 - 40 people, so chances more than a couple of people found the journal before he did... and those people now think i'm an idiot.  a creepy, perverted, somewhat greedy and judgmental idiot most likely.  based upon the number of pages (350+) others most likely had to wait for their print jobs due to some asshat printing around 2/3rds of a ream of paper.  it is also very probable that someone had to load more paper into the printer at some point so my tolstoyesque ramblings could reach their inevitable conclusion within a tray of a hewlett-packard printer.

my sanity is only somewhat saved by the fact that my name was on the first page of the journal where it also says something to the effect of private / confidential etc.  so in theory, in a best case scenario, someone may have viewed that first page and realized what it was... and let me know.  but let's be honest - this is corporate america and it is much more likely that at least two or three other people saw it and read some of it, before this one guy took it upon himself to let me know about my massive screwup. 

so i sent him a thank you and explained that i didn't mean to print that.  it was bad enough i was essentially caught wasting time and work, but now i'm also wasting a massive amount of paper.  he was cordial about it and said he assumed it was an accident and we left it at that.  haven't spoken a word to him sense although he did give me a slight sympathetic nod when i saw him later the same day.

however now when i'm walking down the halls and pass someone, i am probably overthinking their little reactions.  if i hear someone laughing in a cubicle across the hallway, or hear someone whispering to a co-worker i can't help but wonder if i'm the source of their entertainment.  i'm sure in time this will all pass, but at this point i live in a perpetual state of embarrassment.  

i was also concerned that hr might come calling for me, but thankfully that hasn't occurred and all evidence of my transgressions has been shredded and disposed of - so there is no chance of this coming back to haunt me.  

to prevent this type of thing from happening again, i now set all of my work pcs and laptops to use pdf writer as my default printer.  i only print something in hard copy a couple of times a week, so having to manually select the printer each time is a small inconvenience to prevent my future embarrassment.  for anyone who ever opens private documents on a work pc connected to a networked printer i highly recommend this as a precaution.  i learned my lesson the hard way so hopefully others can learn from this.  yes it could have been worse, because if anyone bothered to read the journal in full or share it with others i may very well be out of a job and many of my personal relationships would surely have been harmed, but i doubt i will feel 'normal' at work for quite some time.

TIFU by having my default printer set to the common network printer at work.