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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 clutch 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. Agitated, she pushed the button a 2nd, 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 doesn\’t work, she called out to her husband, Don.

Don, speculating \”what now?\” sauntered to the garage to provide aid and convenience to Phyllis. They have been married a very long time and he constantly replied to Phyllis\’s summons. It was among the keys to their relationship.

He repeated Phyllis\’s effort and pushed the button numerous times himself. Darn! The garage door steadfastly refused to budge. Once more he questioned \”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. Better assessment disclosed that one of the springs was broken. \”Geesh! Yet another repair invoice! Just just what I need.\” thought Don.

\”How am I going to get to my hair appointment if the door will not open?\” asked Phyllis, \”The car 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 pull. 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.

\”Offer 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 could possibly 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 backward into the car. Then he slumped to the garage floor.

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

After a couple of seconds, Don tried to get up, but his back shrieked, \”Don\’t!\” Don lay between the car and the door wondering just everything to do next.

Phyllis didn\’t delay. She had experienced Don\’s body being thrown around by the crashing door and recognized he had to be hurt. Luckily the 911 operator answered quickly 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 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.