@mac11,
I'm happy for you getting out there, Mac.
I had a few blind dates a million years ago. They were all fine (enough) people. Three were set ups by my cousin, all engineers of the civil/mechanical type. Apparently we are star crossed to start with. Two of those were car crazy and.. terrible drivers. I did date one engineer for a few years, not a blind date, who asked me to marry him once a year, every year.. but, noooooo. (What if I had - well, I would have had a totally different life. My own hasn't been as smooth as silk, but I feel that I didn't spend a lot of time being not-me.)
There were two other blind dates, both set ups by med friends. I'm embarrassed to say that I immediately dismissed them, not obviously, I hope, as being too short and... This is odd, very odd, since my all time favorite boyfriend was 5' -3" +, whom I'd met before them. So, I'm wrong, it wasn't shortness, but some personality or behavioral thing.
Anyway, no cads in the bunch.
On successful blind dates, I've a story. Sometime in the years of my key girl friend group, somehow a friend who knew two of them had a male friend she thought was a possibility. She called one, and she was busy, so she didn't give the guy her number. She called the other, and she wasn't, and the fellow called her. They've been happy all these years since - let's say 35. At least it seems so.