Glad

"A true hero"

Dear Glad, First let me say how, even before the incident I am about to describe, I was a lover of your ForceFlex bags for much of my life. Their ability to hold, amongst the usual garbage, at least 3 empty bottles of wine and one broken wine glass and NEVER tear, was truly remarkable. I knew I could pass out happily knowing the cleanup the next day was as simple as walk the bag out to the trash can with my darkest sunglasses on! Thus, already armed with such strong confidence in your product, our story begins. A convertible (Pontiac Solstice 06, if you must know!) had found its way into my care at home. She was in rough shape, as a trunk malfunction had resulted in damage to the hinges, and it could no longer close properly. On a normal car, this may not be such cause for alarm, but a convertible? The trunk opens backwards, yawning up to the sky to catch any and all debris, dry or wet! This unfortunate incident happened on a Thursday night, and the insurance company simply could not twiddle their thumbs about it until at least Monday. I suppose you see where this is going, dearest Glad, for I live in Florida, where sudden storms (or, sometimes, long forecast storms) are the norm. Of course, such a storm was to hit on Monday, and I could not acquire a proper car cover in time, for a litany of reasons I will not dwell on. Our story now takes us to Sunday night. I finished my bottle of Pinot Grigio (Yellow Tail, if you must ask! Such an underrated vintner) and observed in fascination as my ForceFlex bag sagged under the weight of the 1.5 liter bottle, but did not break! I had a sudden epiphany, not unlike the first bricklayer thinking to add a second layer. The bags! Of course! Armed with my ForceFlex bags, a pair of scissors, and some pink duct tape, I marched outside into the growing gloom, where storm clouds gathered overhead. I employed all my wit as I carefully cut the bags and laid them out around the space where the trunk was open. A masterpiece! Not only had I protected the car from the storm, I had also singlehandedly reduced the property value of my area for a day. After I applied the last few pieces of pink tape, I adjourned inside. I rushed to bed like a child on Christmas Eve, excited to see if Santa truly does bring miracles, or just leaves soggy cookies on the mantle. The next morning. I steeled myself in my home once I woke up about noon. After 3 or 4 cups of coffee and an episode of Once Upon A Time, I remembered! The car! I rushed outside to see if my mad scheme had worked. After rushing back inside to put some clothes on, I again returned to the car in my finest bathrobe, and behold! A miracle. The bags had performed wonderfully. They had deflected the rain off the edges of the car, as I'd predicted. In the middle, where the open trunk and back of the convertible top reached vainly to each other -a space of about 1 foot- something truly incredible happened. The ForceFlex bag had filled with rain water and sunk into the trunk, molding to the shape of its surroundings. I estimated at least 2 gallons sitting comfortably in the trunk, trapped by the bag. I gingerly grabbed all the edges and lifted the bag slowly up and out of the trunk, and dumped the contents on the asphalt. And inside the trunk? Dry as a bone! Or as my bottle of wine. :( So, from the bottom of my heart, thank you Glad ForceFlex bags. Whether I'm stuffing them with broken glass, or rainwater, or a suit for a wedding next week, I know you will never let me down!

— Peter88