Not exactly chatting up, but…
I was on the final leg of a week of too many flights (Bristol - Vancouver - San Francisco - Toronto - Heathrow - Vienna - Budapest - Vienna - Heathrow) and was absolutely shattered. I'd been going through the craziness of Vienna airport and wasn't appreciating that the delay to my flight meant that I was going to be stranded in London due to missing my coach back to Bristol. I'd just had a nap on the flight from Budapest and was barely conscious and not in the chattiest of moods.

I went through the security at the gate and was greeted by a vision in red, an Austrian Airlines stewardess

Her: Reisen Sie alleine? (Are you travelling alone?)
Me: Ja (Yes)
Her: Dann hab ich ein Angebot für Sie… (In that case I've got an offer for you…)
Me: Tut mir Leid, bin dafür zu müde (I'm sorry, I'm too tired for that)

It was months ago now and I'm still absurdly proud of how my sleep-addled mind reacts to a woman trying to deal with an overbooked flight.
( Ungersven would support SpankyHanky's patreon, Fri 11 Dec 2009, 0:09, 2 replies)

Ah, classic SpankyHanky!
Oh, wait. Nevermind.
(jessemoya, Fri 11 Dec 2009, 3:11, closed)

I do that sometimes, it's embarrassing isn't it?
(Pope Jamiroquai III, Sat 12 Dec 2009, 21:14, closed)