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 i haven't cared much for personal grooming over the past year, i've just mostly run wild with the occasional trim of the beard. it has gotten beyond the point of anything now though, i have naturally jet black and thick hair (and i mean *crazy* thick) and reaching peak sun times, my head gets pretty warm this part of the year. so i decided i needed a haircut. i usually cut my own, have done almost every chop myself since i was a young teenager. but in my bout of no grooming, cutting my hair isn't high up on my to-do-list. i'm kind of avoiding it i suppose...

my friend's been working in different salons for a while now and was looking for a few models a couple months back for her to cut and show off in her portfolio. i made the arrangements with her, was on my way up but was too late for my appointment because i didn't take the city centre bus times into account. so i fucked up then, but it was okay-we arranged a different day to get my mop lopped off instead. but then i never made *that* day either. and she didn't speak to me after that (understandably, **i fucked her planning twice in a row**).

by this point i was resigned that i had fucked up the chance of haircutty goodness and just went on with my deceptively stressful and busy yet overwhelmingly uneventful life. i figured i should suffer out the summer sun as punishment.

over this weekend past, however, she puts out a mass tweet asking for folks to volunteer as she needs **42** models quite quickly. this was *it**! a chance for me to get my haircut, apologise properly for being terrible and make it up by letting her have **free reign** over what is pretty much the hairstyling equivalent of a 45" blank canvas. at last, my conscience could be clear of hairy guilt! i even set **5 hourly alarms** before my bus to make sure i couldn't possibly miss this one. so prepared.

so yeah, my appointment was today around an hour ago, my phone is dead so i woke up about an hour ago, she's pissed off and i am now a gigantic prick for making her look like an idiot in front of the salon she's at. plus i still have a shit-tonne of hair.

 

**edit:** grammar   
**edit 2:** i may have possibly salvaged my fuck up from the pits of death, so long as i *don't* fuck up getting up town for 3pm... update later!  
**edit 3:** *success!* i made it up this afternoon after a recording session, much later than originally planned but at least she got to use my head as a model guy! i still screwed up far too many times for this to be a fix at all though, so i decided to **offer her a non-time sensitive favour** that she can call me up on **whenever she wants** for *anything*. granted i'll regret that the day she calls the favour upon me, but it was the very least i could do for being such a complete failure.

TIFU by not getting a haircut.