Acronyms. They slay me.
I entered a land that speaks a foreign language. One with so many freakin acronyms. Thankfully my phone has that google speak where I quickly look up these letter bunches and I can act like I'm fluent in military terms, but sometimes I don't get the luxury of such searches and therefore I have to wing it.
I sat across a lady who asked me how well I was familiar with "MWR", so candidly I spoke of how I hadn't much experience with the program but was confident I could get to know how to use it (go ahead you veteran MILSO's- smack your head now. Go ahead.)
For any of you reading this, like me, who have never heard of such a thing, MWR stands for Morale, Welfare and Recreation. It's not an object, tool or program like I assumed.
She looked at me blankly then proceeded to the next question. I was proud of my quick response, although I had no idea what she meant when she said MWR and carried on my conversation. It wasn't until I was home that I googled and slid down into my chair in utter embarrassment. What a NEWB!
In my new world I hear MPF, AFSC, MRE, DFAC, and the ever TOO often mutter of MILSO. What the heck is a MILSO? Apparently it stands for Military Significant Other. My new label. I like it a little better than "Civilian" which I am called in the most formal sense, but I'm not much of a fan. However, it's my new reality now. I'm a MILSO. Branded. Labled.
Yes. I pick up ABUs scattered all around the house.
Yes. I plan my calendars around TDY's and PCSing.
Yes. I study, filter, and know my OPSEC.
I am a MILSO, or at least that is what I've been told.