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 all of a sudden 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 just what every lady of the house does when something in the house does not work, she called out to her hubby, Don.

Don, wondering \”just what now?\” sauntered to the garage to provide aid and comfort to Phyllis. They have been married a very long time and he consistently replied to Phyllis\’s summons. It was 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 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. Better assessment disclosed that one of the springs was broken. \”Geesh! Another repair statement! Just just what I need.\” thought Don.

\”Exactly how am I getting to my hair session if the door won\’t open?\” asked Phyllis, \”The car is in the garage.\” She said, stating the apparent.

Don thought for a moment, then an idea 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 separated 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.

\”Give 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 possibly reach. Enough to get the car 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 backward into the car. Then he slumped to the garage flooring.

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

After a few moments, Don tried to get up, however his back screamed, \”Don\’t!\” Don lay between the car and the door questioning just everything to do next.

Phyllis didn\’t delay. She had witnessed Don\’s body being thrown around by the crashing door and recognized he had to be hurt. Fortunately the 911 operator responded rapidly and Don was soon on the way to the healthcare facility. They needed to carry him through the house and out the front door to get him in the ambulance. The whole entire 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.