So I was at the neighborhood DMV to acquire my driver’s license when my dad angered the woman at the counter. It turns out she was the lady that had to administer the real road test with me. We get in the car and I thought I was doing pretty well, when she begins getting upset? She tells me to pull to the side, says I’m the most terrible driver. After yelling 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 highway patrolman waiting. Administers a sobriety test. I literally had to take a sobriety test when I was trying to obtain my license. Fortunately I succeeded in one test that day.