So I was at the local DMV to obtain my driver’s license when my father pissed off the lady at the counter. It turns out she was the woman that had to administer the actual road test with me. We get into the vehicle and I thought I was doing pretty well, until she begins getting upset? She tells me pull over, tells me I’m the most terrible driver. Following shouting at me, she orders I go back to the DMV. Then the rest of the time she is on her phone. 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 get my driver's license. Fortunately I succeeded in one test that day.