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: it was a beautiful friday afternoon and what a better way to kick off the weekend than some good ol fashioned marijuana inebriation. i roll up a cannon of some of bcs finest dank, crack a beer and head for my apartment balcony, which has a decent view of the shimmering snow-capped mountains.  

it should be mentioned that my building manager was super strict about smoking on the balcony, like i'll evict you if i catch you kinda strict, and it just so happened that she lived in the unit right below mine. however, i'd been at home for a couple hours and couldn't hear her music, which is usually the telltale sign that she is home. i 'd also tested the waters a couple times in the past and she didn't mention anything about funny smells. i'm also an idiot.  

so anyways,  i'm sitting on the chair puffin away on this thing and i'm pretty stoned at this point. so stoned in fact,  that i drop my lighter, it bounces off my foot, skeeters through a 2 inch gap in the patio glass, and off my balcony. to my horror, i look over the edge and lo and behold: smack dab in the middle of my building managers balcony is my bright red lighter. 

now the marijuana paranoia is kicking in: surely she's gonna know i was smoking, i'm the top floor so there's nowhere else it could've come from, i'm gonna get myself and my girlfriend evicted. i start brainstorming and i come up with the great idea to dangle a long piece of dental floss with some duct tape on the end and fish it out. i go inside to make the contraption and when i return, it has started raining. i feed the line down and it takes a couple minutes for the line to stop swaying, but it finally catches the lighter. i carefully start reeling it in, but the rain has made the lighter slippery and the tape isn't sticky anymore. i try for several minutes but the lighter keeps dropping. time for a new plan. i frantically scan my living room and poking it's head out from the closet is our vacuum cleaner. it was worth a shot.  

so there i am, a 27 year old man dangling a fucking vacuum cleaner by the cord over the edge of his balcony in broad daylight,  and i'm higher than giraffe pussy. after several minutes of fighting with the same pendulum effect as the floss,  i finally suck onto the lighter and to my amazement, my plan works. as i'm hoisting the vacuum cleaner and lighter up, and i'm thinking what a friggin genius i am, right then i notice a lady on the street. yup, it's my building manager, hands full of grocery bags, and she's looking at me with the most bewildered wtf expression i've ever seen.  

naturally she knocks on my door, inquiringly as to why the fuck i'm vacuuming her balcony from above, and my weed brain comes up with the most ridiculous excuse, i couldn't even believe i was saying this as the words are coming out of my mouth: "sorry, i've been diagnosed with severe ocd and have a debilitating cleaning compulsion. i noticed some leaves on your deck and i couldn't hold myself back."  

amazingly she bought it after staring at me dumbfounded for what seemed like forever, and that's how i almost got evicted for vacuuming my building managers balcony.

TIFU by dropping my lighter