So I was at the neighborhood DMV to get my driving permit when my dad irritated the lady at the desk. It turns out she was the lady that had to do the real driving test with me. We get into the vehicle and I thought I was doing pretty well, when she starts panicking? She has me to pull to the side, says I’m the worst driver she's seen. After yelling at me, she demands I go back to the DMV. Then the remainder of the time she is on her mobile. When we get there, there is a highway patrolman waiting. Administers a field sobriety test. I literally had to take a sobriety examination when I tried to driver's license. At least I passed one test that day.