When I first walked into this establishment, from the air the gentleman gave off, I could tell I should've taken my business across the street - to their competitor. I did not receive a friendly "Hello", from the gentleman behind the desk, he instead, rather bluntly, asked if I "Had an appointment, or was just walking in from off the street." I was walking in from off the street, and I wanted to take my driving test. To his defense, he told his co-worker - in a conversation that I had overheard - that a teenager had called about a video they had on their website, stating that they had given some misinformation in the video. Five times, apparently, the teenager called, correcting it. This could explain the attitude he had with me.
Nevertheless, they took me in, with no appointment, and threw keys at me (literally), and I waited in the car for him. I took this test, in the summer. The car had been sitting in the sun, and felt as if it was easily 100°, inside. Instinctively, I rolled down the two front windows. This, apparently, was a mistake. When he stepped outside, he asked me to please test if the lights worked. "Flip the turn signal to the right. Good, now left. Good. Now brake. Good, please take your foot from the brake."
I'm used to driving a stick-shift. When in a stick-shift, if the car is on, and you're stationary, your foot should be on the brake, and the car should be in neutral. This would explain my bad habit of having my foot on the brake, even in an automatic, in park. I, instinctively, rested my foot on the brake, after he confirmed all the lights worked. He then chided me, that I need to listen to him, 100%. Don't assume anything. "If this is any indication of how my driving is I can just fail you right now." I responded to all of his admonishing remarks with apologies. "Yes, sir. Sorry. I apologize for that." However, it only served to make him angrier at me. He kept adding onto each criticism.
I was already very nervous, this only added to it, and made me extremely uncomfortable.
We hadn't even left the parking-spot, and I wanted to leave. Then, he asked me to please roll up my window. I began rolling up both windows. This was wrong. He, again, scolded me for not listening to him. "I told you to roll up your window, not my window." Which then prompted another session of him remarking that I need to listen to him. I wanted to explain to him, that I'm used to driving a stick. That was why my foot rests on the brake, but I felt that if I tried to excuse it, it just would've made him angrier.
So, after all that, I put the car into reverse, and failed as soon as we left the parking lot. It just so happened, on that day, there was to be a very large food-trailer, parked very close to the exit-way of the parking-lot. I swung wide, wanting to make sure he wasn't afraid of me hitting it, and I'm also used to driving a larger vehicle than their student-compact. In doing so, I went into the other lane, of a mutli-lane, two way street, failing me automatically. He had me turn right, then another right, then take another right into the parking lot, where I was informed I had failed within the first minute.
I do not blame the gentleman for failing me. It was unlucky that the trailer be there, that day, and it was my fault.
However, his attitude was very crass, very critical and did not make me feel comfortable to drive with him. I didn't happen to catch his name, but he was a portly, brown-haired individual. Maybe the other teachers are better, but I refuse to give this place my business ever again.