So I was at the neighborhood DMV to acquire my license when my dad irritated the woman at the counter. Turns out she was the lady that had to administer the actual road test with me. We enter the car and I believed I was doing pretty well, until she begins getting upset? She tells me pull over, says I’m the most terrible driver. Following yelling at me, she insists I go back to the DMV. Then the rest of the time she is on her phone. When we get there, there is a highway patrolman waiting. Administers a field sobriety test. I literally had to take a sobriety examination when I tried to driver's license. Fortunately I succeeded in one test that day.