My wife booked a room here a couple of weeks ago a...

My wife booked a room here a couple of weeks ago and we drove down from Sydney on a Friday morning. We took the coastal road and enjoyed lunch at a coastal pub and took photos along the way. I've got to say, North Beach is really nice, but the hotel surprised me. It was not as nice as I expected, it needs a refurbishment, it was very 90s. I felt like I was in an episode of Seinfeld (not that there's anything wrong with that). The room was nice enough, but again, not as nice as I expected. Also, our neighbours were those party animal types who would have talked about how much they loved 'raging' and 'watersports' if they grew up in the 1980s and went on Perfect Match and those two phrases had very different connotations. The dude next door was so obnoxious and loud that he reminded me of a person I once knew who was also very obnoxious and loud - what was his name again?
Oh yeah, Jerkymacjerkface.
It was raining and very windy on the Friday night and we could still hear Jerkymacjerkface next door raging - despite the aforementioned storm activity (caused by a low pressure system to the east). We decided to turn on the TV and watch an on-demand movie, but the screen only had stuff on it that looked like Microsoft DOS code from the 70s. My wife rang reception to report this but most of the 15 minute conversation was taken up with her trying to explain what DOS was. She gave up and just took to saying 'The screen has computer writing all over it..." The reception person came up (with a trainee) and she was very nice about it. She expertly unplugged the TV and then expertly plugged it back in again, all while the trainee took detailed notes. It didn't work, the screen still had lines of DOS all over it - and you know what? that was actually a good thing after all - it meant we got to properly explain what Microsoft DOS was and how it formed the backbone of the personal computer revolution of the late 1970s. And after the inevitable debate about the role of Apple in that revolution, we decided to let the receptionist (and trainee) go - confident that they both had a more than adequate understanding of the history of the personal computer. And to top it off, I got to say "I told you so" to my wife because I'd insisted (as always) we take the overhead projector with us - it always comes in handy that thing - you just never know when you'll need to give an impromptu presentation. Before the reception person and trainee left though, they gave us free wifi for the night so we could download a film on my wife's phone and enjoy a large screen spectacle of some kind. The wifi didn't work well enough for that, so we went out for the walk in the storm because I wanted to test out my new hurricane proof umbrella that I'd bought at Poiters of Kensington. It did very well in the storm and only turned inside out once when I got it caught in the elevator door. Amazing. When we got back to the hotel, Jerkymacjerkface was still jumping around and yelling, trying to convince himself that he was a 'rager' and having heaps of fun. The reality was clear to us, he was simply a tearful clown type.To block out all the noise from next door, we put on free-to-air TV really loud and went to sleep to the dulcet tones of an infomercial about a juicing machine that doubled as a funeral plan.
Best weekend away ever.