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: i'm sitting on the green line in chicago, with a buddy of mine. we're at the train's southern-most terminus, which for those of you unacquainted, is in the heart of the south side of chicago. for those of you even more unacquainted, that's one of the dangerous sides of chicago. it's about 2 pm, and there are three of us on the train: myself, my buddy sitting across the aisle from me, and a third man siting near the back of the car.

we leave the cottage grove stop and begin the trek to the north side. the first few stops are uneventful. king drive, nothing. garfield, nothing. 47th, nothing. 41st.....something.

a man gets on the train. he's wearing 6 coats. i counted. he's disheveled and smells and has all of he hallmarks of a homeless man. but he was no man.

he comes up to me, looks me in he eyes and says "hey man.....i'm an ***angel.***"

which prompts me to say ".....*what?*"

"i'm an ***angel***."

this is not your typical panhandling. 

"ok..." i said back, trying to make sense of the being in front of me. 

"take this coat." he takes off the first of his coats and tries to hand it to me. "this is a $500 dollar coat." 

clearly he had picked it up for $3 at the good will.

"i...i'm already wearing one." i say, gesturing to my coat. 

"this isn't *for* you." he explained, with a combination of celestial grace and spittle. "god sent me here to give you this, to give it to the first homeless person you see." 

then i did something foolish. i tried to reason with an angel.

"well....you're an angel....right? why don't you do it?"

"that's not why i'm here," he said, "god sent me here to help you do a good deed." 

"look," i started, "i'm going up to the north side, i don't know how many homeless people i'll see, i think someone else may be better served taking the coat, but god bless and..."

and at this point he pulled back his coats and showed me a steak knife.

"hey man. **take the fucking coat.**" 

and i made a reasoned response. 

"alright i'll take your fucking coat!!!" 

he threw it on me and ran off the train, getting on the next car attached. 

i'm freaking out. my buddy is freaking out. and that third guy on the train? laughing hysterically.

i asked him why. 

"you shouldn't have taken his coat." 

"i'm not sure if you saw the *steak knife*...."

"naw, but i seen this before. he's gonna come back on this train and kindly ask you 'hey man, **why the fuck you steal my coat.**'"

and i said fuckkkkkkk thisssss. i threw that coat down and left the train. i decided i'd wait for the next one instead of seeing the angel again.

TIFU By saying no to an Angel