When I was dating I was getting suggested to way too many more people than I had the time to look into. My parents had in mind what they were looking for in a daughter in law so it was in my best interest to let them do the research first to filter out every one that they didn’t want me to marry anyway and then see what the research showed on the rest.
My Mom enjoyed calling all the references and shmoozing with them for hours on end while my father was able to ask brilliantly worded questions to sniff out the lying shadchanim- two talents that I wasn’t blessed with.
Eventually, after too many disasters, we all realized that I wasn’t going to meet my bashert through a shadchan and stopped taking names from them to focus on suggestions from friends and relatives. The next person I went out was my wife.