Reardon's Snooker and Pool — Southside is one of many places in the 'Restaurants' category that earned its influence in daily lives. On average, it is rated with 4.3. This company is operating at the following address: United Kingdom, G41 3EB, Glasgow, Shawlands, 1060—1078 Pollokshaws Rd.
The GPS coordinates are: longitude — 4°16′47.32′′W (-4.279807), latitude — 55°49′52.5′′N (55.831247).
Reardon's Snooker and Pool — Southside is open by the following schedule: Mon-thu, sun: 11:00 - 24:00; fri-sat: 11:00 - 01:00. You can get to know more by dialing a number: 0141 632 0007. Additional information may be found by visiting the website: www.reardonsnookerandpool.com.
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25 August 2023, 2:00 pm
Been coming here regularly for over 15/16 years. Great place, great vibes, reasonable priced and great service normally. All this helps you overlook, how old, rundown and musty this place truly is. It's a dump, the toilets are falling apart and is often full of patrons enjoying class As with their eyes pinging and sweating bullets. The tables have a slant and are manky, and only a couple 27,29 are decent and worth playing.
However, this used to add to the charm of the place and how laid back it is. That nostalgic feeling of a lifetime of memories will do that to you.
It often says close at one on the website but the bar staff do what they can to make sure your out by 1230. Just change the hours you open online so patrons know you don't want people coming in after a certain time. Or switch out Gillian (old and nasty) for some of the younger staff that are usually in, who have banter and are receptive to jokes and such. Everyone else is genuinely branu, and funny and have banter back and forth (another reason we'd love coming)
On Saturday, me and 2 friends arrived at around 1030pm and Gillian (the one with bad hair) rudely advised us that due to one of the group smelling of herbs we would not be allowed a table. Bare in mind we are 3 family men, who work over 50/60 hours a week in business who find little time for ourselves and actually look forward to playing in this dump. Also combined with the fact we regularly get 2 tables as often other boys join in, not uncommon for us to have a group of 5—10 every other weekend.
If smell was an issue over half the tables were empty, and it wouldn't have been an issue to give us a table on one side. However I suspect that this was just an excuse so Gillian (short round) could some well needed rest or a late night workout, both would do her well.
She had no concern for how she spoke to us, to the fact the hall was empty and could have used the revenue, Ur only concern seemed to be less customers, less clean up, less hassle, less time in work.
If staff are so concerned with drug why is there white powder in every cubicle in the toilet, with half the patron's eyes popping. Or was it just the fact that Gillian (whose old enough to be my mother) just wanted to get home early and not serve us.
Safe to say I'll never be back, and I'll go enjoy Ballroom down the road, they've just refurbished and respect their loyal customers.
Can not explain how disgusted and disappointed I was in being turned away from here for an absolutely ridiculous reason from an old boot who had to get home to feed her countless cats and crows.… – show
Great place, great vibes, reasonable priced and great service normally.
All this helps you overlook, how old, rundown and musty this place truly is.
It's a dump, the toilets are falling apart and is often full of patrons enjoying class As with their eyes pinging and sweating bullets. The tables have a slant and are manky, and only a couple 27,29 are decent and worth playing.
However, this used to add to the charm of the place and how laid b ack it is. That nostalgic feeling of a lifetime of memories will do that to you.
It often says close at one on the website but the bar staff do what they can to make sure your out by 1230. Just change the hours you open online so patrons know you don't want people coming in after a certain time. Or switch out Gillian (old and nasty) for some of the younger staff that are usually in, who have banter and are receptive to jokes and such. Everyone else is genuinely branu, and funny and have banter back and forth (another reason we'd love coming)
On Saturday, me and 2 friends arrived at around 1030pm and Gillian (the one with bad hair) rudely advised us that due to one of the group smelling of herbs we would not be allowed a table. Bare in mind we are 3 family men, who work over 50/60 hours a week in business who find little time for ourselves and actually look forward to playing in this dump. Also combined with the fact we regularly get 2 tables as often other boys join in, not uncommon for us to have a group of 5—10 every other weekend.
If smell was an issue over half the tables were empty, and it wouldn't have been an issue to give us a table on one side. However I suspect that this was just an excuse so Gillian (short round) could some well needed rest or a late night workout, both would do her well.
She had no concern for how she spoke to us, to the fact the hall was empty and could have used the revenue, Ur only concern seemed to be less customers, less clean up, less hassle, less time in work.
If staff are so concerned with drug why is there white powder in every cubicle in the toilet, with half the patron's eyes popping. Or was it just the fact that Gillian (whose old enough to be my mother) just wanted to get home early and not serve us.
Safe to say I'll never be back, and I'll go enjoy Ballroom down the road, they've just refurbished and respect their loyal customers.
Can not explain how disgusted and disappointed I was in being turned away from here for an absolutely ridiculous reason from an old boot who had to get home to feed her countless cats and crows. … – show