Dad and I enjoyed watching the Geico tv commercial, you know that green  lizard that's cute, talking on tv.

Then, last month February,  mom decided to change her car insurance and she chooses Geico. And since I already have a driver's license, she decided to include me on the car coverage so I can drive her car if I have to.

That day when mom talk to the Geico insurance representatives, mom told the representative that she wanted to include me on the coverage (Dad and I can hear them talking on the phone) and they ask for my drivers license number, date of birth you know those kind of things. Of course I know they are asking for it! For the coverage.

Then. here comes the annoying part about Geico. Weeks later, a letter from Geico arrived stating about the car insurance coverage. And the annoying part? It states there that the person on coverage with my mom is my dad. Dad is the most annoyed on three of us. We even wonder how the hell did dad's name came on the statement while he wasn't even driving. He doesn't have his license yet. Why would you Geico even bother asking for my license driving, date of birth, etc.

So mom called them up, stating that "it suppose to be my daughter and me, not my husband." And the representative said, "ok, just disregard the mail that will arrived on your mail box stating that it is you and your husband." So, we thought it is over then.

Then, last week, here comes a new letter still stating that it is my dad that is insured along with my mom. My dad was so mad. " How could I be the one in there while I'm not even  driving." He even said Geico is utak butiki raw. You wanna know that word? ^.^ He said, and I think I should agree with him, since Geico is using a lizard on the commercial, maybe they have the brain of a ______ too. >.<

So mom called up again. Grrr..... mom is sooo nice, she doesn't seem mad at all!! And until then, the representative she's talking this time told her that she has to write to Geico to include me on the coverage. They should have told it before and why bother getting my license number and stuffs.

There, you go. That's why we're not that impressed with you Geico. I just have to blog about this to share this story and to get this madness off my chest.

Sayonara. Arigato.