I have a new favorite comedian. Her name is Robbie Hoffman. She talks like my Jewish

grandparents. But she looks very norm-core lesbian. Big round glasses, black t-shirts and

jeans. She has this bit I'm obsessed with. It's about birth order. You know, like, do we

have any firstborns here? Such leaders here in the audience. Thank you. When she tells

us one, all the firstborns get really into it. I think if you'll say for knowing you're

here honestly, I do. Do you have any middles and then all the middle kids just seem happy

to be mentioned? The whole thing is a lead up to reveal about Robbie. I'm seven. I've

yet to read about qualities and characteristics associated with being seventhborn. Am I

a typical seven? I think so. Are they all just insane? It's very possible. Would they

also be gay? We don't know. We don't know. The truth is, her whole life, Robbie is never

met another seven. Maybe we would have an inherent connection like a person in a Jeep

sees another person in a Jeep. This is the longest shortest time. I'm Andrea

Silenzy. Today on the show, we're on a mission to help Robbie find her people. Maybe fellow

sevens will understand parts of Robbie that no one else ever has. Because even though

Robbie's from a big family, relative's galore, she's always felt like an outlier. Too

funny, too opinionated, too competitive, too queer. Maybe with sevens, fitting in will come

easy.

Robbie came up with her sevens joke when she was in high school. Back then, her friends

were all talking about having middle kids syndrome or what they got away with because

they were the baby of the family. But Robbie, who's from this huge family, had never stopped

to count. I went down the list of my family. I'm like, okay, he's number one, two, three,

four, five, six, seven. I'm like, oh, I'm seventh. What do you think that's like? Growing

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