Cimco Recycling Sterling at 13509 Galt Rd, Sterling, IL 61081

Every time there’s a fire at this junkyard, it’s a mess. The smoke, the rocks sliding down—it’s a nightmare for the whole neighborhood. And don’t even get me started on the water bill. They go through *two million gallons* just to put out one fire. It’s ridiculous how much damage they cause, and we’re the ones stuck paying for it. ---

Called ahead to ask about aluminum can prices, and they told me 50 cents a pound. Drove straight over, and when I asked for that rate, the guy behind the counter laughed and said, “Nah, it’s 31 cents.” I pointed out that I’d just talked to someone about the 50-cent price, and he basically told me to deal with it. So I told *him* a few things—none of them polite. Wouldn’t waste my time here again. ---

Got to this place after checking their Google listing, which said they close at 4. Turns out they actually shut down at 3. I showed up three minutes past the hour, and the woman at the counter didn’t even try to hide her annoyance—just sneered at me like I’d ruined her whole day. Ottawa’s Cimco location? Solid. This one? Absolute trash. Next time I come, I’m bringing a 20-pound weight and a 30-pound weight to test that scale myself, because I don’t trust a damn thing here. ---

I’ve never wanted to leave a zero-star review before, but this place deserves it. The directions were so confusing I almost gave up before even getting there. The "road" through the yard was just a mess of metal scraps and mud—like they don’t care if you wreck your car just trying to find them. After all that, I turned right around and left. Not worth the headache.

First time at Cimco, and I have to say, the ladies in the office made it easy. They told me exactly where to take my aluminum cans and scrap metal, no hassle. Now that I know the drill, it’ll be a quick in-and-out next time. Way better than I expected—might actually stick with this place.

This place used to be okay, back when the people working here didn’t act like they were doing you a favor just by existing. Today, though? The hours are useless if you’ve got a real job—like, why are you even open if no one can actually use your services? I just wanted to drop off an old water heater, but of course, the two idiots at the desk had to make it a whole production. Smug, rude, and completely unhelpful. After years of putting up with this, I’m done. Finding somewhere else can’t happen soon enough. ---