Driver's permit

 So I was at the nearby DMV to get my driver's permit when my father irritated the woman at the counter. turns out she was the woman that needed to do the genuine street test with me. We get in the auto and I thought I was doing entirely well, until the point when she begins going crazy? She has me pull over, reveals to me I'm the most noticeably awful drive ever. in the wake of hollering at me, she requests I return to the DMV. also, whatever remains of the time she is on her telephone. When we arrive, there is a state trooper sitting tight for me. gives me a field restraint test. Actually needed to take a collectedness test when I endeavored to get my permit. At any rate I breezed through one test that day.