Garage Door Repair Story

Every Friday morning Phyllis had a hair appointment. This Friday was no different. She gathered her keys, the household checkbook, her handbag and headed for the garage. She pushed the button to open her garage door and … Nothing occurred.

Her regular day had unexpectedly become not so regular. Agitated, she pushed the button a 2nd, then a third time. The garage door refused to budge. Then she did just what every housewife does when something in the house does not work, she called out to her other half, Don.

Don, asking himself \”exactly what now?\” sauntered to the garage to offer aid and convenience to Phyllis. They have been married a very long time and he constantly replied to Phyllis\’s summons. It was one of the keys to their relationship.

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

Then Don observed that the two springs at the top of his door didn\’t look the same. Closer assessment disclosed that one of the springs was broken. \”Geesh! Yet another repair bill! Just just what I need.\” thought Don.

\”How am I getting to my hair session if the door will not open?\” asked Phyllis, \”The automobile is in the garage.\” She said, stating the obvious.

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

He went to the cord hanging from the garage door opener\’s track and gave it a yank. The opener system clicked and lo and behold, the garage door opener was disconnected 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.

\”Offer me a hand right here, I think we can get the door open.\” stated 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 automobile out.

Then she let go.

Instantly the garage door crashed closed. Don, still holding the door by the handle, tumbled forward into the door, then backwards into the automobile. Then he slumped to the garage floor.

Phyllis shrieked. Don swore. At least he was still conscious, however he lay on the concrete floor doing a mental inventory of his body parts.

After a couple of seconds, Don tried to get up, however his back shrieked, \”Don\’t!\” Don lay between the automobile and the door speculating just exactly what to do next.

Phyllis didn\’t hesitate. She had actually seen Don\’s body being thrown around by the crashing door and recognized he had to be injured. Thankfully the 911 operator responded rapidly and Don was quickly on the way to the medical facility. They needed to carry him through the house and out the front door to put him in the ambulance. The whole neighborhood watched.

The obvious lesson. Garage doors are heavy. If your door does not work, don\’t mess with it. Call a garage door professional.