So I was at the neighborhood DMV to acquire my driver’s license when my father angered the woman at the counter. Apparently she was the lady that had to administer the actual driving test with me. We enter the car and I thought I was doing pretty well, until she starts freaking out? She tells me pull over, says I’m the most terrible driver. After shouting at me, she demands I go back to the DMV. Then the rest of the time she is on her mobile. When we get there, there is a police officer waiting. Administers a field sobriety test. I literally had to take a sobriety test when I was trying to obtain my license. At least I passed one test that day.