I did this when I went dating after splitting up with a long term boyfriend, about 10 years ago. I was so flattered that someone picked me, I went on dates with ridiculous people who I would never have been attracted to in RL. I followed one guy around Brighton in the rain as he wanted to find a pub that was showing the football, which he then watched over my shoulder the whole date!
Then there was another one who had lied about being a smoker and after the date asked me to drive him 25 miles home as he didn't have the money for the train.
Then there was the former bankrupt who shared his mum's granny flat at the foot of his brother's garden and thought he might possibly have a son from a previous relationship but wasn't sure. He also cried regularly (and I think lied through his teeth about his past career).
I wish I'd had the wherewithal and self-esteem to tell these twats to fuck off at the time. I think I was so concerned with giving everyone a chance that I forgot to be even slightly critical, even when alarm bells should have been ringing loudly in my ears!
As it happens, I then gave up dating and waited until I was much more sorted in myself.A year later I signed up to match, and found my husband to be on my first date (who is lovely, normal, funny, kind and I didn't have to compromise on a thing). We've been married 4 years and have a gorgeous DS.