In a Hercules, over the States.
Me: Metro, would you like a PIREP?
Metro: Go ahead
Me: Height blah wind blah temp blah.......
Metro: Could you pass your current position?
Me: I'm the co-pilot
I heard something equally 'stupid' whilst listening on HF about 20 years ago.
An American transport aircraft called-up on HF and had a phone-patch to the Metro Office at RAF Mildenhall, where he requested and received a forecast for wherever he was flying to. The Metro guy asked, as usual, for a PIREP, and the pilot obliged. When he gave his position as part of the report his lat/long was very precise, and the Metro guy asked where that was ... to be told ... RAF Mildenhall!