We've all been there, it's late, you've spent a little extra time at the bar, when you should already be nested comfortably within the confines of your blankets, dreaming of winning the next Masters green jacket. However, for a reason a male is incapable of understanding (as history has proven) we attempt to spend the evening in the comforting arms of -- well, anyone at that point. Thus, begins a long traumatic cycle of irreversible embarrassment and scrolling through every social media outlet you can find, just in the hope someone of the opposite gender is online.

So what do you do when you find such a person? The answer is quite simple. Without any rational thought, without even the slightest reality of the situation, or the fact that you have never even spoken to this person before you, in your infinite wisdom, send her a very casual, "Hey ;)." Way to go champ, you're halfway to the promised land.

You wake up the next morning, roll over on your side, grab the water on your nightstand that's been there for weeks and look at the empty abyss that is your text messages. There it is, staring you directly in the face. Rejection. A bitter revelation of your disappointing efforts to score the night before. Perhaps the only reason you pull yourself out of the terrible tragedy that is your bed is you remember the light at the end of the tunnel -- late night rejection is a blessing in disguise, and here is why.

1. No awkward morning after.

The case for most everybody after waking up next to the creature that you decided was good enough for your drunken endeavors, is that you have to find a way to leave. Are you decent enough to at least let them know you're leaving, or do you have to secretly step away (my guess is if you're reading this you probably wouldn't even leave a note -- heartless).

2. Lowered standards.

Let's be realistic for 10 seconds when you're impaired your judgement is rather questionable, at best. Everyone has gone through their Twitter, or their Facebook (Tinder, if you're really desperate) and looked over the list of potential prospects. As you make your first round draft picks, you quickly start to realize that they're not interested. Unfortunately for everyone else still signed in, you're just getting started. You go from "no" to "maybe" then "eh..." and, finally, when the clock nears 3 a.m., "why not."

3. Familiarity of your surroundings

This one is a personal luxury. Waking up in the morning after a great night passed out in your bed, only to wake up to --your room! By yourself, to lay in, cuddle up with the pillows, turn on some guilt free Disney channel and go spread eagle as you relax in a paradise fit for kings.

4. No chance of future awkward encounters.

Now, even if you have drunkenly made out with someone, or just randomly made a fool of yourself, there is always -- and you can count on it -- a just as disastrous second impression. This is mostly greeted with awkward eye contact, and avoidance of a certain part of the bar. Until one of you comes over to "talk about last night." Seriousl,y Karen it was a drunken mistake; it's not going to happen again. Ten minutes later, you and Karen are going for round two, while innocent bystanders are subjected to your filth of a relationship.

5. Pretend like it never happened

Potentially, this is the most beneficial factor as to why your late night rejection can become nothing but a whiskey soaked mistake. I would like to thank the man (or woman; let's be real -- this applies to both genders) who came up with the delete option. A simple action of swiping away everything you choose to forget and act like nothing ever happened. Yes, the blissful knowledge of knowing that your mistake stays between you, the flavor of the night, and the Internet -- sweet serenity.

If we have learned anything from the bountiful amount of wisdom bestowed on this page, it is simply this: rejection, no matter how small or insignificant it may seem, will always play out in your favor at the end of the day -- or rather, the next morning.