After waiting twenty minutes for the girl at the front desk to get off the phone talking about how much she wanted to be off work and taking care of literally everybody except myself the medical attention wasn't bad if you like them to tell you to continue taking the Tylenol you've been taking for the past week that hasn't done any good resulting in your initial visit to Urgent Care. What am I paying you for? I feel like the Mexican restaurant next door would have made me feel better than they did.