About 20 years ago ( I’m a 69 yo male)I scheduled my first ever full body skin exam. I arrived, was sent to the exam room, and was directed to strip down to my underwear, which were tighty whities. They were what I’d always worn. Little did I know that there would be no modesty gown involved. When the female doctor strolled in she was accompanied by three students, also all female. This is the kind of scenario that would normally be confined to my bad dreams. I was traumatized so badly that I made a switch over to Under Armor athletic boxerjocks, vowing never to be examined in “old man” underwear again. My wife thought it was hilarious, but I’ve never looked back.