So I was at the neighborhood DMV to get my driving permit when my father irritated the lady at the desk. Turns out she was the lady that had to conduct the actual driving test with me. We enter the car and I believed I was doing pretty well, when she begins getting upset? She tells me to pull to the side, tells me I’m the worst driver ever. After scolding me, she orders I go back to the DMV. Then the remainder of the time she is on her mobile. When we get there, there is a highway patrolman waiting for me. Administers a field sobriety test. I literally had to take a sobriety examination when I tried to license. At least I passed one test that day.