So I was at the local DMV to acquire my driving permit when my father irritated the woman at the counter. Apparently she was the woman that had to conduct the actual road test with me. We enter 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. After shouting at me, she insists I go back to the DMV. And the remainder of the time she is on her mobile. When we get there, there is a highway patrolman waiting for me. Administers a sobriety test. Literally had to take a sobriety examination when I was trying to obtain my driver's license. Fortunately I succeeded in one test that day.