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 … Absolutely nothing happened.

Her routine day had all of a sudden come to be not so routine. Disturbed, she pushed the button a 2nd, then a third time. The garage door refused to budge. Then she did what every housewife does when something in the house does not work, she called out to her husband, Don.

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

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

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 cord 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 disconnected 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.\” stated 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 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 screamed. Don swore. At least he was still conscious, but he lay on the concrete floor doing a mental count of his body parts.

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

Phyllis didn\’t delay. She had seen Don\’s body being thrown around by the crashing door and knew he had to be injured. Luckily the 911 operator answered 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 put him in the ambulance. The entire neighborhood watched.

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