So I was at the nearby DMV to get my driving permit when my father angered the woman at the desk. Turns out she was the woman that had to conduct the real road test with me. We get in the car and I believed I was doing pretty well, when she starts freaking out? She tells me pull over, tells me I’m the worst driver she's seen. After scolding me, she demands I go back to the DMV. And the entire time she is on her mobile. When we get there, there is a state trooper waiting. Administers a field sobriety test. Literally had to take a sobriety test when I get my license. Fortunately I succeeded in one test that day.