Garage Door Repair Story

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

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

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

He repeated Phyllis\’s effort and pushed the button a number of 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 noticed that the two springs at the top of his door didn\’t look the same. Closer evaluation exposed that one of the springs was broken. \”Geesh! One more repair statement! Just just what I need.\” thought Don.

\”Exactly how am I getting to my hair session if the door will not open?\” asked Phyllis, \”The car 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 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 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 were able to raise the garage door as far as Phyllis might reach. Enough to get the car 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 car. Then he slumped to the garage flooring.

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

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

Phyllis didn\’t wait. She had experienced Don\’s body being thrown around by the crashing door and understood he had to be injured. Fortunately the 911 operator answered rapidly and Don was quickly on the way to the hospital. They had to carry him through the house and out the front door to put him in the ambulance. The whole 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.