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 last night, and it's really a series of really bad choices. i'm only starting to remember everything this morning. 

my university is in a relatively poor neighborhood with a diverse population. during the four block walk home from the library, it started to rain heavily. i stopped by this old convenience store to get some plastic bags to wrap my laptop in, and me being me, i bought a couple of tallboys. so, i'm white and typically dress somewhat nice at school. walking around the neighborhood (and especially at this store) i get asked for change or cigarettes pretty often. there were a handful of gangster looking black guys hanging out under a carport across the street that asked me for a few smokes. usually i say no, but i figured what the hell. "yeah, i've got some but can i hang out and drink a beer with you guys?"

it's not the first time i've done that, and it usually works out pretty well. we shot the shit for a while, despite being from totally different backgrounds. good time. 

at some point, an suv full of people show up. an older mexican guy driving around a whole bunch of other black people. i didn't know you could still get it, but they had k2 (synthetic cannabinoids) in spray form that they were spraying on black and milds and cigarettes and basically everything. i love real weed, but i wouldn't go near that stuff in a hazmat suit. 

except i think i did, unintentionally. the mexican guy was pretty talky to me at it was fun watching the two groups of people have a rap battle. eventually it got a little rowdy, so the mexican guy offered me a ride home. he said he only worked with the guys he had with him and didn't like them anyway. it was raining, and i was way more fucked up than i thought i would have been. 

he didn't bring me home. 

he stopped speaking english and pretended he didn't understand it (my spanish is really bad, especially in my condition). i guess that was his excuse to miss my directions. eventually he parked on a really dark street several miles from anywhere i wanted to be. 

it felt like forever of me telling him "no. i'm not gay. conducir!" i couldn't remember how to conjugate it properly, nor was i even sure it was the right word. i couldn't get out of the car and walk because i didn't really know where i was and he could have just followed me anyway. i'm not sure why i didn't call the police, and i'm still not sure if i should have. 

i'm freaking out. what the hell was i thinking? somehow i decided to tell him that i'd buy him a beer, and due to the lack of conjugation i guess he thought i wanted to drive. 

i drove to a bar near campus where most people know me. i kind of frantically explained what was going on to my friends and the bartender, who pretended to be my girlfriend. i don't remember much after this. after a while (an hour? i don't know) of the creepy guy sitting at the bar/playing pool, a friend of mine told the creep he was driving me to get cigarettes as a ploy to get me home. 

my family was not happy. 

i went back to the bar half an hour ago to check up on what happened. apparently the creep went to my friends to complain that i left, and they more or less got him to leave with force / numbers. 

and through all this, i didn't lose anything i had on me, including my bag with my 15" rmbp. 

the guy never actually touched me, just scared the shit out of me. i feel like i understand why people don't want to report rape, although i can't really explain it any better. anyway, i'm safe, and i get to write my first tifu.

TIFU by getting in the car with a stranger