So I was at the nearby DMV to obtain my driving permit when my father pissed off the woman at the desk. 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, until she starts panicking? She tells me to pull to the side, tells me I’m the worst driver she's seen. Following yelling at me, she demands I go back to the DMV. And the rest of the time she is on her phone. When we get there, there is a highway patrolman waiting for me. Administers a field sobriety test. Literally had to take a sobriety examination when I get my license. Fortunately I succeeded in one test that day.