Went to the doc to have my boys checked out.
Hate going to the doc for anything, but especially that.
After explaining the sensitivity issue down there to a couple of nurses, it was show time.
"Take off your trousers and underwear", the nurse ordered, "the doctor will come in about 10 minutes".
Had just left the office and was in a shirt and tie.
I stalled - unbuckled and rebuckled my belt a couple of times, not being crazy about parting with my pants before I had to.
Finally, I manned up and dropped trou.
And just as I was folding my boxershorts over the back of a chair there was a quick knock and the door opened.
A pretty, young woman walks in....she stops, eyes big, staring at my tool swinging below my shirt tails...then quick eye contact....then my tool again.
"I...I think....I'm....I'm in the wrong...wrong room", she stammers and quickly backs out, clearly rattled.
Hey, at least my boys checked out A OK.
EDIT: btw, she was the doctor. came back in about 5 minutes and was composed.