“This is my serial killer voice”

Its 3:30 am and we are about to depart for SF. Just waiting for the coffee to kick in and my eyes to fully open up. Yesterday was a day of “not quites”
The booth location we were promised was not quite correct and had to be moved, causing frustration.
The rental truck was not quite the same one as promised, changing the way we load out.
The haircut and color was not quite what I wanted.
etc, etc, etc...

You get the idea. Nothing large enough to warrant a full on “oh fuck this is bad”, but enough to keep me on my toes and not take anything for granted.

I have a feeling that there will be a lot of, “not quites” this trip.