My first job was working in a property management company. At one point i was tasked to check all flats of a new property that got assigned to us, after the client bought it. I had to go through 30 flats in a day, to assess if there is legal possibilities for increasing the rent of people within the legal limits, based on the condition of the flat.

Going through the personal space of so many people in a single day, having to deflect about what the purpose of this is, being met with worry and hostility… There being the guy who took the day off, so he could assist his old mother, because she would have been overwhelmed if by herself. The guys who had a strongly water damaged flat in the ground floor, but me already knowing that our client will avoid any investment. The old couple where the guy kept yelling at me and his wife trying to calm him down…

This was just wrong. And now like a decade later i still remember some of the people and their flats, even though i couldn’t remember a single name.

Peoples homes shouldn’t be subjected to a profit maximizing market.