Irks

I reach for the mayo last night Too late I realize it’s not right Out of the fridge door And onto the floor The lid was placed on, but not tight I like to spread jam on my toast One thing irritates me the most In the jam jar I find Food debris left behind Clean your knife between jars, that’s gross While driving the highway we sail But something I see without fail Blinkers flashing for miles And I think all the while Are they turning into the guardrail?