This is a typical old man’s pub — somewhere you pop into if you’ve missed the bus. Fortunately, Happy and Grumpy weren’t on shift and the other barmaid — I think her name was Moira, has left for reasons unknown since she was there for years. A new barmaid, Caroline, has taken her place, who appears to have the ability to give good customer service — with a smile. It’s not somewhere for a night out and it really could do with a clean.
Colin B.
Rating des Ortes: 1 East Kilbride, United Kingdom
When I entered the Stirrup Cup the barmaid/manageress was standing at the end of the bar talking to a customer about holidays to Australia. Although she was clearly aware of my presence she continued her conversation for a couple of minutes before graciously deciding to serve me. There was no please or thank you from her and when she went to the cash till to get me my change she continued her travelogue with the other customer while I once again had to wait. She seems to have no idea about what constitutes good customer service. I’m seldom in this bar but there is no encouragement to go back.
Bug
Rating des Ortes: 1 Glasgow, United Kingdom
Gibsone will be glad to know that Mr Grumpy wasn’t on duty the day I visited this place. Unfortunately his wife was in charge and did a fine job of making my visit as miserable as possible. Any more than 6 punters at any one time makes this pub busy, although judging by the lack of atmosphere I doubt that many people would want to drink there. Choice of draught beers was poor(take it or leave it) and the only reason I’m scoring 1 point is because the door to freedom is never more than two steps away.
Gibson
Rating des Ortes: 1 Glasgow, United Kingdom
Have to agree with dickyhart the first thing that hits you is the smell of urine, wondered in myself one day for a pint, first of was told by a drunk woman I was standing in someones space thats before I even ordered, had to move then was served by Mr Grumpy the barman! The smile you give out returns to you!
Dickyh
Rating des Ortes: 1 Glasgow, United Kingdom
Now how can I say this politely.. I never did venture into the Stirrup Cup until a few weeks ago. The first thing I noticed when i opened the door was the distinct smell of pee. I Though it was quite bizarre. I ordered a pint of miller, and was handed it by a barman who looked like I had just called his mother a bad name. I still couldnt get rid of the smell of wee. I honestly couldnt take it anymore and had to leave.