My wife and I are the product of a blind date - one that was obviously successful. A mutual friend kept trying to fix us up - and I refused to call her because my idea of asking somebody out is to say, “You really don’t want to go out with me. Do you?”
Anyway, our mutual friend bugged the future Mrs. B until she called me. We talked for hours that night. The next evening we met in person. A week later we were pretty much exclusive. A month later she had a toothbrush in my bathroom.
Almost exactly a year after our first date, we were married - a year and three days, actually.
Along with two dozen other guys, I was fixed up on a blind date for a fraternity rush at Purdue University. Nice girl but nothing in common.
As the evening went on, I found myself intrigued by another girl at the party. Linda was someone else’s blind date, in from a small college near Cincinnati. We hit it off and ended the evening by leaving together. We spent the night together and wrote several times before losing touch.
Found out later that we were the talk of the frat house.
I’ve only had one blind date in my life. I was stationed in San Diego and one of my suitemates was going with a guy and she needed to get a date for his roomie.
We went to see The Omen. :eek:
I hated the movie. All I remember is sitting in the theater not looking at the screen because it was grossing me out. I can’t recall if we went out to eat too. I never saw the guy again. Apparently he was as impressed with me as I was with him.
I went out on one blind date in my life. ( I never dated very much at all ). I married her. Turns out to be the single worst mistake of my entire life, and that’s after 17 years.
If meeting someone after making a date through email counts, then I’ve done it twice. Both times were pretty good.
The first was through alt.folklore.urban on Usenet. I noticed a new poster who went to the same school as me, so I emailed her. We mailed/chatted for a bit before making a date to have dinner together. We hit it off nicely, had a brief romance, and are still very good friends.
The second time was during spring break. All my friends had gone to Alabama (don’t ask) and I had stayed behind for some reason. Bored stiff, I checked who was logged in on the school server and saw a name that was just one character off from someone I knew. Not having anything better to do, I checked the person’s userid and saw it was a person whose name I knew but had never met. We started chatting and eventually made a date to go for coffee (she was as bored as me). Again, we hit it off nicely, and we deeply in love by the end of the week.
Had one traditional blind date in high school, set up by a mutual friend. Was ok, but had nothing in common. Parted amicably and never saw each other again.
I recall two blind dates: #1 was High School age. I was in the tenth grade, she in the ninth at another school. We wound up “going steady” for six months, until her Mom got a job offer in another state and they moved away. Of all the girls I dated and “went with” through those years, she was the best match for me.
#2 was years later. A mutual friend kept insisting that I “meet this woman”. He kept on making phone calls, etc., to the point that it was embarrassing. I told him it was like sixth grade or something.
To stop his foolishness, I called the lady and asked her out to a football game. (figured that would get rid of her quick) Now it’s 18 years later and we’re still happily married.
I have nothing but praise for blind dates, but as already mentioned, YMMV.
Afterthought: You may wonder why I couldn’t find such great females on my own. I guess that’s one of life’s mysteries that I’ll never solve???
10-to-1 odds in favor of me being whooshed, but we were introduced by a mutual friend. A friend, I might add, that I was hopelessly infatuated with and had asked out on more than one occasion. When we were signing yearbooks before high school graduation, her note to me read “I love you like a brother.” Augghhh!
My parents, who have been married for 36 years, met on a blind date. My mom wanted to cancel at the last minute, out of fear, but once she saw my dad in his ROTC uniform she was hooked. (Interestingly enough, in their four year courtship, they broke up and got back together a few times, but evidently it’s lasted since then.)
My own experience with blind dates is pitiful. I went on one when I was a freshman in college. I’d talked to him online, and a friend insisted if we didn’t go out, she was going to force us to, so we relented (this was the early days of local-only chat rooms, so he was in Lexington, as I was.) He came to pick me up, and we went to a movie (I wanted to go to dinner, b/c I hadn’t eaten). On our walk over to the theatre, he took off his glasses, because without them he was legally blind and wanted to be in an alternate reality (ok, I’m not thatugly). I paid my own $2 to get in, and he chewed his nails hunched over in his seat the whole time. At the end of the date, we walked back to my dorm where he whipped out his Latin book and showed me the “funny cartoons” in it for half an hour. We didn’t speak after that for a good while, and when we finally did it was only as friends.
Wow, he was weird (don’t get me started on the time he came to my room to pay Trivial Pursuit with my friends and picked his toenails off onto my floor).
