Three months deep into my break-up, I have experienced almost all of them.

First there’s shell shock, followed by denial, and then some combination of paralysis, anger, and loneliness.

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He was wearing high-waisted khakis and had overgrown nose hairs, but he was really sweet, and was becoming funnier with every sip of punch I took.

Primed by my screening of I was eager for an atypical experience, so I agreed to go back to his apartment.

It was everything from, “Babe, how about that threesome? ” to the complete non sequitur “I was on TV this week.” Finally, he asked if the reason I wasn’t responding was because I was too dumb to understand simple English.

Something I’ve learned over the years is that a lot of men have trouble dealing with rejection.

It was when he attempted to grind with me to a Lana Del Rey techno remix that I finally made my escape.

But it wasn’t a true escape, because in the following days and then weeks, Tinder guy’s texts were incessant, despite my complete lack of response.

As is common with short actors, this guy was very fond of himself, and within minutes he was playing aloud a recording of himself singing a song from his upcoming off-Broadway show.

As I politely smiled and nodded along to the ballad—a duet!

Their brains literally go haywire, and they begin spewing out insults in a desperate attempt to rebuild their fragile egos.

And this sad phenomenon has only been exasperated by online dating, which allows men access to countless more women who don’t want to have sex with them.

When I woke up from that nap, I downloaded Tinder.“How bad could it be? Funnily enough, despite Tinder’s reputation as a hook-up app, most people don’t want to meet soon after matching, but rather engage in hours of meaningless texting—about the latest trendy food hybrid, about how Brooklyn is so expensive—which is something I can’t stand doing with friends, let alone strangers.