About Us

Before this business ever hauled its first load, it was built on exhaustion, sacrifice, and stubborn belief.

I worked three jobs—Mikuni Sushi in Folsom, Brookfields Restaurant in Rancho Cordova, construction industry at Youngdahl Consulting, anything I could—just to put myself through a Computer Science degree at CSU Sacramento. When I wasn’t working, I was planted in the same seat, reading thick textbooks and coding 18+ hours a day. Sleep was optional. Progress wasn’t.

That grind landed me an internship at the California Department of Justice, where I built real-world web applications before graduating in 2022. From there, I moved into private consulting firms—still serving government clients, still chasing the “safe job,” still believing I was doing everything right.

For the first time in my life, I had what everyone calls a safe salary.

So I did what every idiot does after their first “big” paycheck. I paid cash—my entire life savings—for a used 2017 Dodge Charger R/T. I was on a life high. I thought I had made it.

Then the layoffs started. Not once—twice. Offshoring. AI. A brutal tech market. The future I sacrificed my early 20s for suddenly felt fragile.

I was miserable. Burned out. Trapped behind a desk working 10–16 hour days, underpaid, disconnected from the outdoors and the people I actually wanted to help. After my second layoff, sitting on my couch applying to jobs for months, something finally clicked.

This wasn’t a setback. It was a sign.

So I made a decision most people wouldn’t. I sold my car at a $10,000 loss, bought an old 2009 Chevy Silverado, and went all in on something real—junk removal with purpose.

The first months were brutal. Eggs and rice. No safety net. No guarantees. But I wasn’t lost anymore.

And that’s where this story actually begins…