Garage Door Repair Story

Every Friday morning Phyllis had a hair session. This Friday was no different. She gathered her keys, the family checkbook, her purse and headed for the garage. She pushed the button to open her garage door and … Nothing happened.

Her routine day had all of a sudden become not so routine. Agitated, she pushed the button a 2nd, then a third time. The garage door refused to budge. Then she did exactly what every housewife does when something in the house does not work, she called out to her hubby, Don.

Don, speculating \”what now?\” sauntered to the garage to offer help and convenience to Phyllis. They have been married a long time and he always replied to Phyllis\’s summons. It was among the keys to their relationship.

He duplicated Phyllis\’s effort and pushed the button many times himself. Darn! The garage door steadfastly refused to budge. Again he wondered \”exactly what now?\” only this time it was directed at the garage door, not Phyllis.

Then Don noticed that the two springs at the top of his door didn\’t look the same. Nearer examination disclosed that one of the springs was broken. \”Geesh! Yet another repair cost! Simply exactly what I need.\” thought Don.

\”Just how am I going to get to my hair appointment if the door won\’t open?\” asked Phyllis, \”The vehicle is in the garage.\” She said, stating the apparent.

Don thought for a moment, then a concept flashed through his head. \”Hang on a second, I think I can open the door for you.\”

He went to the rope hanging from the garage door opener\’s track and gave it a pull. The opener system clicked and lo and behold, the garage door opener was detached from the garage door. \”Progress!\” he thought.

Then he grabbed the garage door handle and pulled. The garage door came up to Don\’s knees.

\”Give me a hand here, I think we can get the door open.\” said Don. Phyllis dutifully put both hands under the bottom of the door and lifted. Between the two of them they had the ability to raise the garage door as far as Phyllis can reach. Enough to get the vehicle out.

Then she let go.

Right away the garage door crashed closed. Don, still holding the door by the handle, tumbled forward into the door, then backwards into the vehicle. Then he slumped to the garage flooring.

Phyllis screamed. Don swore. At the very least he was still conscious, but he lay on the concrete flooring doing a mental inventory of his body parts.

After a couple of seconds, Don tried to get up, but his back screamed, \”Don\’t!\” Don lay between the vehicle and the door asking yourself just exactly what to do next.

Phyllis didn\’t delay. She had actually seen Don\’s body being thrown around by the crashing door and knew he had to be hurt. Luckily the 911 operator responded rapidly and Don was soon on the way to the hospital. They needed to carry him through the house and out the front door to put him in the ambulance. The whole neighborhood watched.

The apparent lesson. Garage doors are heavy. If your door does not work, do not mess with it. Call a garage door professional.