In the olden days, there were three major systems of units. Namely, they were the CGS system of units, the FPS system and the MKS system. The CGS and the MKS system were followed by the French, while FPS system was followed by British.

Now, the British guy came to France, to market bread from his country. So, he went to a bread shop in Paris. He asked the guy at the counter, "My good man, how much is one pound of bread?" And, so the guy at the counter thinks,"Who iseez thisezz Britishh fool asking for a pund of bread? I'll tell him our rates in gramszz." and says," Half a crown, monsoueir". At that time, they knew the approximate value of pounds in francs. And, the British guy was amazed! "Half a crown for a pound of bread!. It costs one and a half crowns.And here, it's a third of the cost!" And said," I'll have all your bread." And, he took all the bread. And, when he saw the bill, he was out of his wits! Three hundred pounds! And, the British guy asked, "What the bloody shit is this!". And for that, the guy at the counter said," Monsieur, the rate is half a crown for a gram. I told you that in the first place." And the guy is like," I ASKED FOR A POUND OF BREAD. NOT FOR A GRAM! YOU BLOODIE FOOL!". And, so therefore, he came to market his bread, and in the end, he himself got marketed! Sad person.

And so, after disbanding that fool of an employee, they sent another person, to market their bread. And so, he went again to Paris. And, since he wanted a vehicle to travel, he went to a nearby taxi and asked him, "Good fellow, how much do you charge per mile?" And the taxi driver thought," Theez Britishh fool is coming to Paris and is asking for miles? I will tell him our rates in centimeters." And replied,"It is ten shillings monsieur". And the Britisher is thinking,"Sweet merciful Queen! Ten shillings! It's half the cost in London!" and hired him. They toured Paris, and the neighboring city too. And, finally, when the bill came, he peed on the spot. FOUR HUNDRED AND THIRTY POUNDS AND TEN SHILLINGS! Infuriated, the guy asked,"What is this nonsense?" And then the driver said,"Monsieur, it was ten shillings per centimeter" And the guy replied,"YOU BLOODY FOOL! I ASKED IN MILES, NOT CENTIMETERS!". And, hence, this person too, got marketed.

Continued in part 2