At 90 years old, I disguised myself as a homeless man and walked into one of my own supermarkets — just to see who would treat me like a human being. What I discovered shattered me… and changed everything.
I never thought I’d be one of those old fools pouring his soul out to strangers online. But when you’re 90, you stop caring about appearances. You just want the truth out before the coffin lid closes.
Elderly man gazing out a window | Source: Pexels
My name’s Mr. Hutchins. For seventy years, I built and ran the biggest grocery chain in Texas. Started with one dingy corner shop after the war, back when you could buy a loaf of bread for a nickel and nobody locked their front doors.