Breakfast Inventory Cleared

Station inspection underway! A speckled brown egg had rolled clean out of its molded cup and was wobbling dangerously close to the counter edge. Counter runaway detected! I trotted forward on my yellow feet and planted myself directly between the shell and the drop-off zone. Barrier established! Leaning in, I pressed both hands firmly against the cool surface and gave a steady, rhythmic shove. Roll, turn, guide! With one final hop and a sturdy bump from my cap, the egg tumbled squarely into slot number six with a soft cardboard thud. Full six-pack inventory accounted for, aligned flush, and cleared for breakfast service!