About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Washington Regional Urgent Care with an unusual package. As he unloaded it, he noticed something odd in the corner of the van—a small, dusty wooden box wrapped in old newspaper. As he opened the box curiously, out popped a live goldfish in a tiny bowl. Turns out, someone had mistakenly packed it instead of the usual medical supplies. The delivery driver laughed it off and took the fish home as a joke gift for his neighbor’s kid. Now, whenever anyone asks why there’s a fish tank outside the urgent care center, they just smile and say, ‘That’s Dr. Goldfinch’s special patient.’
2. At dawn, when most urgent cares were quiet, a delivery driver arrived with a mysterious package marked ‘Do Not Open.’ Curious, one of the nurses asked what was inside. The delivery driver grinned and replied, 'Just some urgent care for your patients' jokes.' Turns out it was a box full of practical jokes—sticky notes saying “Your stethoscope is stuck” and fake band-aids reading “Healing Speed Max.” Everyone had a good laugh that morning.
3. At dusk, a curious neighbor walked past Washington Regional Urgent Care and noticed something odd: the neon sign kept flashing ‘Closed’ even though patients were coming in and out. Curious, she peered inside and saw an old doctor dozing off in his chair while receptionists tried to manage the crowd. Turns out, the sign was on remote control, and someone had accidentally set it to ‘Closed’ during a break. The next day, everyone joked that maybe the doctor needed some urgent care himself—after all, he looked like he could use a good nap!
4. At midnight, a delivery driver parked outside Washington Regional Urgent Care and muttered, ‘I’ve never seen so many bandages in one place.’ Suddenly, an elderly gentleman hobbled out, holding a giant ice pack on his head. The delivery driver whispered to himself, ‘Must be some wild party inside!’ Just then, a neighbor jogged past, muttering, ‘No, it’s just Wednesday night—must be another urgent care dance party.’