WD40--A girl's best friend

Why, you ask, would WD40 be a girl's best friend? Earlier this week I had an enraging experience. Our garage door has been sticking a little when the electric door opener/closer is used to close the garage door. At first it wasn't really annoying since after a couple of tries it would eventually get far enough past the sticking point to actually shut. Well, it had to be on a day when I was running a few minutes late that the door wouldn't shut at all. It would start to shut a couple of feet and then go back to the open position. I've learned that if you stop the process at the right time you can get it past that sticking point. This strategy wasn't working. After about 7 minutes of trying from the driver's seat of my car, I decided that maybe if I got out and stood 2 feet in front the door that maybe that would help. (I don't know why, it just seemed right at the time.) There I am standing in the dark, garage door clicker in hand. It didn't work. I became so enraged I almost resorted to beating the shit out of that stupid door. I'm swearing like a drunken sailor, beginning to sweat a little, and starting to feel a lot like Lou Ferrigno. Suddenly aware that my son is watching me from the back seat, I slowly turn around and wave to him, fake smile and all. He's obliviously kicking his feet and looking around like: man, if she doesn't hurry I'm gonna miss out on claiming the good toys at day care.

I finally decided that I would have to manually shut the garage door, something I had never done before. (We've never lived in a house with a garage!) Okay, I'm a scientist, not an engineer but I managed to pull the right cords and get the thing shut and latched. Thanks to a WD40 purchase that night and some strategic spraying, the door no longer sticks. I no longer have to worry about beating the shit out of a garage door or turning in to the Incredible Hulk. What else can I apply WD40 to? It seems to have magical powers.