Now, in a normal family, that would require one of several responses.
"You look like #2."
"According to what poll?"
"On what, the FBI's most wanted list?"
"Sanity is not your strong suit, is it?"
And so forth.
In our family, it got a different response. Dad popped off with, "I'm #2!" which was quickly followed by my sister saying, "I'm number 3!" By the time we got to my youngest brother, he was #6.
For some inexplicable reason, Mom did not participate. Perhaps she still had functioning brain cells. Not sure.
Anyhow, I am back in the market for minions.
You, humble applicant, will of course not start as minion, much less as a henchman, thug, sycophant, backscratcher, fawner, flunky, lackey, or even stooge...but act fast, and perhaps you can be #7.