Blacklisted: Tate Modern

Update regarding my job situation in London: Tate Modern did not hire me. Tate Britain chose not to hire me, either, but I've decided to hate Modern for all of my career problems because two of its employees made me feel extra awkward at my interview. And they asked me really bizarre questions. Case in point: "Please tell us about a work-related experience of yours where accuracy was critical." Accuracy. That time that I was a military sniper? Will that do?

This is a bit difficult, because I really admire Tate Modern's architecture. I also really like its permanent collection. And its bookstore is one of the best I've ever seen. Deep down, however, I sense that I must cut Tate Modern out of my life in order to move on and continue evolving as a sane, balanced, and healthy person. ...This is truly a very confusing period in my life.