The free extended course
Hosted on Patreon. The extended course is free.
Two doors. One of them is yours.
Behind this glass is THE GRAVEYARD — 36,636 real DMs, 1,853 conversations,
one man who answered 98% of them in a median of 1.8 minutes. It's free to walk around.
Do the job to get the job. That's the whole post.
No degree. No network. No "break into tech" course that costs $5,000 and teaches you
to update your LinkedIn headline. You dial, you write, you send the screenshots.
Then your name goes on a marketplace real companies buy from.
Hosted on Patreon. The extended course is free.
This is where the graveyard becomes a training floor.
No screenshots, no profile. 217 people sent them. They live.
⚠ Three-strike rule in effect. "hi" goes straight to the unmarked graves. Name. Age. Location. Context matters.
Nothing estimated. Walk the graveyard yourself — the world map is stamped 7 JULY and the body count queries the raw Instagram export.
Seventeen more in the Hall of Fame —
The extended course costs nothing. The 6666 is for the ones who keep going. Either way you end up on the marketplace — and the marketplace is where the jobs are.
Not a recruiter. Not a job board. A marketplace built out of 1,853 real conversations
with people who wanted this badly enough to send screenshots at 3:41am.
You see the story before you see the CV. Handles stay struck out until we make the intro.
Sourced from the graveyard, not scraped from LinkedIn. Each card is someone who answered the questions, did the homework, or walked into an interview loop off the back of it.
⚠ Handles are struck out on purpose. Every profile is a real person from the export — names, handles, call recordings and transcripts are released to you after the intro, with their say-so. The graveyard keeps receipts; it doesn't sell them.
Tell us the motion — the ICP, the territory, how many dials a day it needs to survive — and we'll come back with a shortlist off the marketplace, ramped on our scripts and our content, with the recordings attached.
One BDR to start, or a pod of five. You meet them before anything is signed.