Garage Door Repair Story

Every Friday morning Phyllis had a hair appointment. 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 … Nothing occurred.

Her regular day had suddenly become not so regular. Irritated, she pushed the button a second, then a third 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 husband, Don.

Don, speculating \”just what now?\” sauntered to the garage to provide help and convenience to Phyllis. They have been married a long time and he constantly responded to Phyllis\’s summons. It was one of the keys to their relationship.

He repeated Phyllis\’s effort and pushed the button several 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. Closer assessment exposed that one of the springs was broken. \”Geesh! Another repair bill! Just just what I need.\” thought Don.

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

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 disconnected from the garage door. \”Progress!\” he thought.

Then he got hold of 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 can 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 screamed. Don swore. At least he was still conscious, but he lay on the cement floor doing a mental inventory of his body parts.

After a few seconds, Don attempted to get up, but his back screamed, \”Don\’t!\” Don lay between the auto and the door questioning just what to do next.

Phyllis didn\’t hesitate. She had experienced Don\’s body being thrown around by the crashing door and recognized he had to be injured. Thankfully the 911 operator responded quickly and Don was soon on the way to the hospital. They needed to carry him through the house and out the front door to put him in the ambulance. The whole neighborhood watched.

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