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 a few weeks ago. i was staying in a hostel named after a flower in a major european capital city. they have a (terrible) system where they only have one key for each room and there are two doors in the hallways with coded locks on them. these two doors face each other and you need the code to go either way on both of the doors. the code for both doors is the same (remember that). the room i was staying in was on the other side of these doors from the toilets. 
so i get home one morning at 6 am, drunk as anything. i let myself into the hostel, walk past the toilets, punch in the code into the first door, walk across the hallway, punch in the code for the second door and into my room and my bed i go. 
after sleeping for an hour i wake up, still drunk as anything, needing to pee more than i ever have before. i decide it's too urgent to put any more clothes on and left the room just in my jocks. now, i'm a slightly overweight dude with bad tattoos. me in a pair of jocks is not a sight i want anybody to see at 7am on a tuesday. but i really needed to pee.
so i race down the hallway, punch in the code once, twice, into the bathroom and relieve myself to the point where i moaned a little. 
proud of myself making it and not letting anyone see my horrible tattoo on the back of my upper thigh, i go back to my room, still swaying. i punched in the code once, walked to the second door and totally fucking forgot the code. it was not 3 paces since i last punched it in and i totally spaced on it. i was trapped in this halfway. i tried and tried different codes. i couldn't go back to reception because i needed the same code for the door i just passed through. i'm banging on the door, cursing, trying codes i know don't work, farting a little and just trying to keep my drunk ass on my feet. after a few minutes i finally give up and just sit there. 
so there's me in my jocks, gut hanging out, possibly a ball hanging out too, drunk as shit at 7am on a tuesday, sitting in a dirty hostel hallway silently waiting, trying so hard not to fall asleep. 
eventually after about 10 minutes, a spanish dude walks in, sees me and just starts laughing. he helps me up, lets me through the door and shoves me into my room. moral of the story: if your shitty hostel needs a code to get into doors, write the thing on each limb of your body if you're having a bender.

TIFU by locking myself out of my hostel, in my hostel.