Noticed.

The other day I was standing second in line at the credit union. The woman in front of me was maybe in her 40s, probably on her way home from work, definitely more stylishly dressed than I. In front of her, at the teller window, was a young, skinny guy. It definitely did not take a detailed knowledge of male anatomy to deduce that his belt was about the same level as his butt crack.

While looking at him, the woman leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Am I just old, or am I the only one who doesn't want to see someone else's underwear?"

I smiled and whispered back, "No, we are just classy and have taste!"

And we both chuckled.