So I was at the nearby DMV to obtain my driver’s license when my father irritated the lady at the desk. It turns out she was the woman that had to conduct the real driving test with me. We get into the vehicle and I believed I was doing pretty well, until she starts panicking? She tells me to pull to the side, tells me I’m the most terrible driver. Following yelling at me, she insists I go back to the DMV. Then the entire time she is on her phone. When we get there, there is a highway patrolman waiting for me. Administers a sobriety test. Literally had to take a sobriety examination when I tried to driver's license. Fortunately I succeeded in one test that day.