On the last leg of a European trip my wife and I were on a bus from Dover, England, to London. Thinking the Brits had already adopted the metric system, I mentioned to her "It's probably just a few klicks to the city."
A haughty male English voice from behind us somewhere butted in to inform me the the Brits are still using their traditional measurements. Trying to be friendly and having just been to Europe, I told him keeping up with all the national policies could be a little confusing. In his best "hate stupid Americans" voice he informed me it was all "just a matter of basic intelligence." I let it pass.
Then I remembered renting a car in England and mentioned to my wife how expensive an Imperial gallon of gas had been. The same haughty voice butted in again: "We sell gas by liters, not gallons." What are you gonna' do? The bus was too crowded for a decent fist-fight.
You don’t have that confusion here...you won’t, unless some dipsh!t forces the metric system on us.
Just tell me to eat some spotted dick and go to the dentist. I haven’t met an Englishman yet that wasn’t snooty.
My Brit bro-in-law brags about how much mpg he gets by the imperial gallon which is slightly different than a U.S. gallon.
When I lived in England, the locals had a word for that type of Brit. They called them yobs.