So I was at the neighborhood DMV to get my driving permit when my dad irritated the lady at the counter. Turns out she was the woman that had to administer the real driving test with me. We get in the car and I believed I was doing pretty well, when she starts freaking out? She tells me to stop the car, says I’m the worst driver she's seen. Following shouting at me, she orders I go back to the DMV. Then the rest of the time she is on her mobile. When we get there, there is a highway patrolman waiting for me. Administers a sobriety test. I literally had to take a sobriety examination when I tried to license. Fortunately I passed one test that day.