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 when i was in middle school. so my punk ass pre teen self was having a crappy day. i woke up late, drooled all over myself, go a bad grade on a test or some shit, it was an over all terrible no-good day. so we were in the library, because that's what children do, they go to the library and shit, respectively. in our library, we had these little computer corrals. well, the class has to sit there when the librarian punishes us. so everyone in my class was being an ass, so the librarian got all flustered and forced us into our imprisonment on the corals. so i got pissed off. partly because  of the shitty day i was having, and partly because the librarian was being a douche-hole. to put this into perspective, i had just witnessed her erase all of my friend's work. he was doing this complicated theoretical-applied-acoustic physics problem or some shit, and i was positive he was on the verge of curing aids. well, this little fucker did his work in the margin of the notebook paper, and that pissed the librarian off, so she came over and erased the fuck out of his work. so getting back to the current situation, i wanted an outlet to release my anger. well, i'd recently watched the episode of that's so raven where the mom writes an angry letter to her boss but doesn't send it, so i was like why the fuck not, and i went off on this computer. now, for a middle schooler, i have some great fucking dexterity. like, i play piano now and i'm pretty fucking good, so my fingers are extremely well tuned. so i begin typing, and i call her every word i can think of. of course, the computer is off, the monitor at least, so i don't think anything of it, and i feel fucking great afterwards. like i was carrying an impregnated elephant creature on my shoulders and i finally threw that hoe off a cliff. my fucking luck though. the next day, the entire grade is called to a meeting. the vice principal is there, and she has a sheet of paper. on the paper are the lyrics to "swing low, sweet chariot" and a whole soliloquy of a demented mind cursing the poor, old librarian.  the damn computer was on, but the monitor wasn't. beyond the seemingly dead computer, was a microsoft word program, with the fucking lyrics to swing low sweet chariot and many choice words about the librarian. "well, shit" i thought to myself. so the vice principal was like "y'all little fucks speak up, or no field day for you" of course i'm paraphrasing. well, my little ass wasn't going to admit to the world how i called the librarian a "piece of shit ass bastard" and a "terrible person whose soul is made of dead frogs." like, hell no. so after no one speaks up, the vice principal says: "fine, you little shits. i'm giving your punks asses these little slips of paper, if y'all know anything, you best write it down or you gon get beat." well, i capitalize. i write down my whole story, bad day, healthy outlet, thought computer was off, don't have anything over the librarian, all that good shit. after i get called the principals office, i get to apologize to the librarian and the vice principal, i tell her how sorry i am, how i would never purposefully do that. i would also like to mention, i'm a persuasive little fucker. so we all made up, and the librarian and i became good friends for the rest of my middle school career. i went on to be respected by the entire faculty after i graduated. but still, shit was fucked up. i got suspended and shit. dammit. wish that crap never happened. embarrassing as hell.

TIFU by calling the librarian an ass-bastard