She’s Not An Emily


Tim Bayer

“It took 20 years and a series of chance events. Adjacent cubicles. Adjacent streets. An overheard comment. Then, 20 years passed me by, unaware that Cupid had targeted me. Sometimes you just get lucky. Serendipity. For me, it was an Emily.”—Tim Bayer

Won Over By Reality

By Tim Bayer



Tim Bayer

BRIGHTON New York(Weekly Hubris)—February 2018—It took 20 years and a series of chance events. Adjacent cubicles. Adjacent streets. An overheard comment. Then, 20 years passed me by, unaware that Cupid had targeted me. Sometimes you just get lucky. Serendipity.

For me, it was an Emily.

In 1987, Emily and I worked in the same company. At the time, Emily was engaged, and I was dating someone. Worth noting is that one of Emily’s closest friends, Liz, worked in a cubicle adjacent to mine. Also worth noting is that Liz and I lived in the same subdivision, just two streets apart.

A year or so after I started working at the company, Emily left and was married.

At about the same time Emily left, I broke up with the woman I was dating.

While at work some months later, I was chatting with a co-worker, Len, who knew that I was single again, and asked my thoughts about Karah, a fellow co-worker. Len was gently prodding me to ask her out on a date.

Note: The reason that this specific interaction is important is that the conversation in my cubicle was within easy ear-shot of Liz, Emily’s friend, and the conversation was overheard by Liz.

“I think you should ask her out,” suggested Len.

“No, probably not,” I replied.

“Why not?”

“Well,” I answered, “she’s a nice woman, but she’s not an Emily.”

I myself have no recollection of this conversation, but the important thing is that Liz remembered it. And she remembered it for 20 years.

After that year at work when the life tracks of Emily and I crossed, our paths diverged.

In the decades that followed, I never made a connection with the right person; never married.

Emily had three boys but, after 13 years of marriage, she and her husband divorced. To provide for her family, Emily went back to school, got a Master’s degree, and began working as a teacher.

This sets the stage for Liz, the woman with the 20-year old memory, who still lived two streets over from me in the same subdivision.

In the summer of 2008, while visiting Liz, Emily mentioned that she was thinking about reentering the dating world.

“Why don’t you call Tim Bayer?” said Liz.

“Why Tim?” asked Emily.

“Because, at work, he once said, ‘She’s a nice woman, but she’s not an Emily,’” replied Liz.

A few weeks later, Emily wanted to take her boys to a bike path for an afternoon ride. While researching routes, she found an article I’d written about the Genesee Valley Greenway. Remembering what Liz had said earlier that summer, Emily found my email address and sent me a message, which said, in essence: “Hi! Do you remember me?”

“Yes, I do!” was my typed reply while my brain silently responded, “You’re Emily!”

We met for coffee the day before Thanksgiving in 2008 and have been together ever since.

It took years for serendipity to work its magic.

Or, perhaps, for 20 years, my subconscious was softly whispering to me to keep moving on because, while there may be many nice women, there is only one Emily. Disc Golf


About Tim Bayer

Tim Bayer, Webmaster, and Assistant Editor of Weekly Hubris, was born and brought up in Webster, New York. He attended St. Bonaventure University, earning a BS in Computer Science, and then worked in the hi-tech world. In 2002 he turned his creative energies to product development and video production with the release of his first independently produced products. When the demand for web site design ( and freelance writing increased, he once again switched skill sets . . . to writing and web work. An avid or, to be more accurate, rabid, disc golfer, he may often be found chasing plastic while in pursuit of the perfect round on a disc golf course, or designing and developing disc golf products for He says he “tries to find the humor hidden in everyday experiences, because life is too important to be taken seriously.” (Author photo by Tim Bayer)
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7 Responses to She’s Not An Emily

  1. Avatar Will says:

    Sweet, Tim!

  2. Avatar Tim Bayer says:

    Thank you Will. Family and friends have heard the story and like it. I thought others might like it as well.

  3. Avatar Jean says:

    What a lovely story, Tim. I love love stories, and yours comes complete with a set of complications worthy of Jane Austen. Thank you so much! Happy Valentine’s Day.

  4. Avatar Tim Bayer says:

    Thank you, Jean. Happy Valentines Day to you.

  5. Avatar Sharon Gine' says:

    What a sweet story. All of us remember our first. Mine was Donnie. How lovely you finally got together. The power of love❤

  6. Avatar Jerry Zimmerman says:

    Thanks, Tim – I LOVE this story! This is what makes life worth living…….

  7. Avatar Tim Bayer says:

    Sharon and Jerry; Thank you. I am pleased you like our story. It makes me glad that I decided to share it on Weekly Hubris.

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