I was rewiring building C when the new owners walked through with a clipboard
Four of us were on a punch list at a 288 unit complex, three story garden style, built in 2021 out in a Sun Belt suburb where there were two more cranes visible from the parking lot. Our scope was small. Bad GFCIs in the older buildings, some panel labeling, and a stretch of exterior lighting that nobody had touched since the place opened.
Second week, a group of five people came through with hard hats that still had the sticker on them. Two of them were taking photos of the water heaters. One kept saying "unit count" into his phone.
The maintenance supervisor, a guy who has been at that property since it opened, told me at lunch that the building had sold. He said the number and I asked him to say it again, because I do enough new construction to know roughly what it costs to put up three stories of stick frame with a pool and a garage, and the number he said was under that. Not by a little. He said the last owner never got past about 82 percent leased, that they were giving away two months free the whole time and still had a floor of empties in building D, and the loan came due at a rate that did not work.
So somebody bought a four year old building for less than it would cost to build it today. And they walked the property with clipboards writing down what we were already fixing.
The part I keep thinking about is that all four buildings looked fine. Paint was good. Nothing about standing in that breezeway told you the place had lost money for three years. I have been on the tool side my whole working life and I had never once thought about who owns the thing I am standing in.