So I was at the neighborhood DMV to acquire my driver’s license when my dad irritated the woman at the counter. Turns out she was the lady that had to administer the real road test with me. We enter the car and I believed I was doing pretty well, when she starts getting upset? She has me to pull to the side, tells me I’m the worst driver ever. After yelling at me, she insists I go back to the DMV. And the entire time she is on her mobile. When we get there, there is a police officer waiting. Gives me a sobriety test. I literally had to take a sobriety test when I get my driver's license. Luckily I succeeded in one test that day.