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Garage Door Repair Story

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Every Friday morning Phyllis had a hair appointment. This Friday was no different. She gathered her keys, the family checkbook, her clutch and headed for the garage. She pushed the button to open her garage door and … Absolutely nothing happened.

Her regular day had all of a sudden become not so regular. Agitated, 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 doesn\’t work, she called out to her husband, Don.

Don, speculating \”just what now?\” sauntered to the garage to offer aid and convenience to Phyllis. They have been married a very long time and he consistently replied to Phyllis\’s summons. It was just 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 wondered \”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 inspection revealed that one of the springs was broken. \”Geesh! One more repair cost! Simply just what I need.\” thought Don.

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

Don thought for a moment, then a concept flashed through his head. \”Hold 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 the garage door handle and pulled. The garage door came up to Don\’s knees.

\”Give me a hand right 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 possibly reach. Enough to get the vehicle 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 backwards into the vehicle. Then he slumped to the garage floor.

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

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

Phyllis didn\’t delay. She had actually 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 quickly on the way to the hospital. 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.