So I was at the neighborhood DMV to obtain my driver’s license when my dad pissed off the lady at the counter. Turns out she was the woman that had to do the real driving test with me. We get in the car and I believed I was doing pretty well, until she starts freaking out? She has me to stop the car, tells me I’m the worst driver she's seen. After yelling at me, she insists I go back to the DMV. Then the entire time she is on her mobile. When we get there, there is a state trooper waiting. Gives me a field 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.