I would have posted this before, but I had loaned out my copy of Life, the Universe and Everything.
…and the renewed shock had nearly made him spill his drink. He drained it quickly before anything serious happened to it. He then had another quick one to follow the first one down and check that it was all right.
“Freedom,” he said aloud.
Trillian came onto the bridge at that point and said several enthusiastic things on the subject of freedom.
“I can’t cope with it,” he said, and sent a third drink down to see why the second hadn’t yet reported on the condition of the first. He looked uncertainly at both of her and preferred the one on the right.
He poured a drink down his other throat with the plan that it would head the previous one off at the pass, join forces with it, and together they would get the second to pull itself together. Then all three would go off in search of the first, give it a good talking to.
He felt uncertain as to whether the fourth drink had understood all that so he sent down a fifth to explain the plan more fully and a sixth for moral support.
I can’t remember the details, but the concept of a Somebody Else’s Problem Field stays with me. Once a thing is perceived as somebody else’s problem, it becomes almost totally invisible. It is completely true.
I can’t type out the entire introduction to The Ultimate Hitchhihker’s Guide (alright, I can - but I’m lazy) but it’s a great story about how THHGTTG (The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, for those of us who aren’t hyper-intelligent shades of blue) came to be. And among all the wonderful lines, this is the funniest one, imo, that requires the least amount of typing: