So I was at the neighborhood DMV to get my driving permit when my dad irritated the lady at the counter. Turns out she was the woman that had to do 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 has me to stop the car, says I’m the worst driver she's seen. Following scolding me, she insists I go back to the DMV. And the remainder of the time she is on her mobile. When we get there, there is a highway patrolman waiting. Gives me a field sobriety test. Literally had to take a sobriety examination when I get my license. Fortunately I passed one test that day.