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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 bag 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. Irritated, she pushed the button a second, then a third time. The garage door refused to budge. Then she did what every lady of the house does when something in the house does not work, she called out to her other half, Don.

Don, wondering \”just what now?\” sauntered to the garage to offer aid and comfort to Phyllis. They have been married a long time and he always replied to Phyllis\’s summons. It was one of the keys to their relationship.

He repeated Phyllis\’s effort and pushed the button many times himself. Darn! The garage door steadfastly refused to budge. Again he speculated \”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 evaluation disclosed that one of the springs was broken. \”Geesh! An additional repair cost! Simply what I need.\” thought Don.

\”Exactly how am I getting to my hair visit if the door won\’t open?\” asked Phyllis, \”The vehicle 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 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 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.\” said Don. Phyllis dutifully put 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 vehicle 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 backward into the vehicle. Then he slumped to the garage floor.

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

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

Phyllis didn\’t delay. She had experienced Don\’s body being thrown around by the crashing door and knew he had to be injured. Fortunately the 911 operator answered 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, don\’t mess with it. Call a garage door professional.