So I was at the neighborhood DMV to get my license when my father angered the woman at the desk. Apparently she was the woman that had to conduct the actual driving test with me. We get into the vehicle and I believed I was doing pretty well, when she begins freaking out? She tells me to stop the car, tells me 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 state trooper waiting for me. Gives me a sobriety test. Literally had to take a sobriety examination when I tried to license. Luckily I succeeded in one test that day.