So I was at the neighborhood DMV to get my driver’s license when my dad pissed off the woman at the counter. Turns out she was the lady that had to administer the actual driving test with me. We get in the car and I believed I was doing pretty well, until she begins panicking? She tells me to stop the car, says I’m the worst driver she's seen. After shouting at me, she insists I go back to the DMV. And the rest of the time she is on her mobile. When we get there, there is a police officer waiting. Gives me a field sobriety test. I literally had to take a sobriety examination when I tried to license. At least I succeeded in one test that day.