I received a call yesterday from Sister Griffiths to see if I could come over to their place today and help them get their excel spreadsheet straightened out. They do the finances for the missionaries in the district, and because everything in Sri Lanka operates essentially on a cash basis, well, things got a little messed up.
It was kinda funny. After church yesterday, while I was waiting for Mervyn to pick me up from church, I overheard Brother Bennion and Brother Griffiths talking, and it sounded distinctly like they were talking about excel spreadsheets, and that there was some kind of a problem with one. So me, being the person I am, interrupted and said, Oh, by the way, I worked as an accountant for 15 years. If you need help, give me a call. They did.
So this morning, Mervyn takes me to the Griffiths. I hadn’t been there before, but I was given great directions, and Fahim explained them to Mervyn, so we got there with no problems at all.
We chat, we natter, we shoot the breeze, and I fix their spreadsheet and show them how to do a few things. Hopefully, they don’t have the same problems again, but if they do, at least now they know there’s someone handy who can help them.
I like them – they’re really neat people. They’re here as proselyting missionaries from England, and they’ve done some fairly extensive travelling besides. And they’re interesting and funny and happy people with a good set of brains on their shoulders.
Not literally on their shoulders. Sheesh. Encased in the usual skull, skin, and hair like the most of the rest of the human race. 😛