The search for the elusive indoor garden continued to evade Theodora's hopes. She had searched after school for several days but still she hadn't found anything. It left the young woman frustrated as she flopped onto her bed and stared at the ceiling with a hope to burn a hole into it. Searching for an indoor garden that may or may not exist was like searching for a needle in a haystack! She wanted to talk to her grandfather again, tell him about how she'd been successful in finding an indoor garden. How could do talk to him without being triumphant? Longingly with a hint of sorrow, Theodora's eyes fell on the laptop on her desk. It allowed her to talk to her grandfather from Destiny City, why couldn't it simply be so useful in other situations?
It was a dumb though, and the palm of Theodora's hand quickly smacked her face. She could use Google and find one online! Her eyes fell on the two unicorn stuffed animals that were now taking up most of the space on her bed, thinking about all the money she could have saved before erasing that thought because she was very, very happy with the purchase. She could have at least saved some time though and her time was very important.
Legs hanging over the bed, Theodora's feet promptly pressed against the floor before she practically leaped to the desk chair. She thought it would be easier, but after getting to the Google search engine she found herself staring at the textbox. How the ******** did she spell what she wanted to search? Okay, maybe that wasn't the exact problem. The problem was that while she knew how to spell it in Greek, she had no idea how to spell it in English. She could barely speak it, how did Google expect her to spell it?
Perhaps in Greek? She tried it but instead it tried linking her to places that were in Greek, and some Greek salad bar. It was terrible, and Theodora soon found herself sighing and then smashing her head into the keyboard.
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Okay, so she left her head there for a couple minutes. The result actually kind of explained how she was feeling: a never-ending nooooo!
Wasn't Google suppose to make her life easier? Well, it wasn't. If she could write in English she would write a strongly worded letter to Google about how much she hated their search engine's ability to find what she wanted. How many of those did they get? They wouldn't get any like the one they got from Theodora, that's for sure.
Crappy programming or not, Theodora wasn't willing to just give up. She did the unthinkable: she got out the Greek-English dictionary and began to find two words: indoor and garden. She typed them in, but in the search that wasn't enough to find her anything locally. It brought her results about simply indoor gardening, not anything she needed help with or wanted a result ********," she teenager cursed, shaking the laptop angrily as if that would make it do what she wanted.
It would have helped her search if she was using the right word. An indoor garden was called a greenhouse, and it would probably help if she also used the word public. These were all thoughts that went beyond Theodora's control though, not even thinking anymore at this point. Shake shake shake, shake your laptop. Shake shake shake, shake your laptop. Add in a couple really frustrated attempts to make it work, and then voila! It worked, but only if her goal was to blue screen it. ********>
