So I was at the neighborhood DMV to obtain my driving permit when my father angered the woman at the desk. Turns out she was the woman that had to administer the real road test with me. We get in the car and I believed I was doing pretty well, until she begins getting upset? She tells me to stop the car, tells me I’m the worst driver ever. After yelling at me, she demands I go back to the DMV. And the remainder of the time she is on her phone. When we get there, there is a state trooper waiting. Gives me a field sobriety test. I literally had to take a sobriety examination when I get my driver's license. At least I succeeded in one test that day.