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 purse and headed for the garage. She pushed the button to open her garage door and … Absolutely nothing occurred.

Her regular day had suddenly become not so regular. Frustrated, 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 doesn\’t work, she called out to her husband, Don.

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

He duplicated Phyllis\’s effort and pushed the button a number of times himself. Darn! The garage door steadfastly refused to budge. Again he questioned \”everything 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. Closer inspection exposed that one of the springs was broken. \”Geesh! Another repair bill! Simply everything I need.\” thought Don.

\”Exactly how am I going to get to my hair session if the door will not open?\” asked Phyllis, \”The auto is in the garage.\” She said, stating the noticeable.

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 mechanism clicked and lo and behold, the garage door opener was detached from the garage door. \”Progress!\” he thought.

Then he got 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 placed 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 could reach. Enough to get the auto out.

Then she let go.

Immediately the garage door crashed closed. Don, still holding the door by the handle, tumbled forward into the door, then in reverse into the auto. Then he slumped to the garage floor.

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

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

Phyllis didn\’t delay. She had actually experienced Don\’s body being thrown around by the crashing door and understood he had to be hurt. 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 get him in the ambulance. The whole entire neighborhood watched.

The noticeable lesson. Garage doors are heavy. If your door doesn\’t work, do not mess with it. Call a garage door professional.