The other day, my mom, who was visiting from Kansas, bought me a blender for smoothie related purposes. (Thanks mom!) When we brought it home, my roommate insisted that he had a blender, had owned one for months, and this new one was unnecessary. We gave it a look, of course, and my suspicions were quickly confirmed: There was no such blender in the apartment. My roommate was clearly suffering from Phantom Blender Syndrome, or PBS.
Phantom Blender Syndrome isn’t talked about much, despite the fact that as many as one in seven Americans suffer from it. Don’t believe me? Do you own a blender? Are you really sure about it? Why don’t you go check? Go ahead, I can wait.