The only sort of blind date I ever went on, was arranged by a co-worker. She thought I needed someone, so she started going on about a friend of hers, whom she described as a "teddy bear." At the time, I was a bit indifferent to dating, and told her as much, so she suggested that I at least meet this guy in a group setting so that I wouldn't feel pressured. So one Friday evening, a group of people from work arranged to meet at a sports bar, and he was invited to join us there.
There was another guest, too. Uninvited. It was his ex,
and she sat and glowered at me all evening. And the guy? He was overweight, and had teeth missing. Needless to say, nothing ever came of it.