Garage Door Repair Story

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

Her regular day had unexpectedly come to be not so regular. Irritated, she pushed the button a second, then a 3rd time. The garage door refused to budge. Then she did everything every lady of the house does when something in the house does not work, she called out to her other half, Don.

Don, speculating \”exactly what now?\” sauntered to the garage to provide help and comfort to Phyllis. They have been married a long time and he consistently replied to Phyllis\’s summons. It was just one of 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. Once more he wondered \”everything now?\” only 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 examination revealed that one of the springs was broken. \”Geesh! Yet another repair cost! Simply everything I need.\” thought Don.

\”How am I getting to my hair visit if the door won\’t open?\” asked Phyllis, \”The automobile 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 yank. The opener mechanism clicked and lo and behold, the garage door opener was separated 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.\” 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 might 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 in reverse into the automobile. Then he slumped to the garage floor.

Phyllis screamed. Don swore. At least he was still conscious, but he lay on the cement floor doing a mental count of his body parts.

After a few minutes, Don tried to get up, but his back screamed, \”Don\’t!\” Don lay between the automobile and the door wondering just what to do next.

Phyllis didn\’t delay. She had actually witnessed Don\’s body being thrown around by the crashing door and understood he had to be hurt. Luckily the 911 operator answered quickly and Don was soon on the way to the healthcare facility. They had to carry him through the house and out the front door to get him in the ambulance. The entire neighborhood watched.

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