The Station

Let me start off positive and say they have pretty good food. Their philly cheese sandwich is one of the best I’ve had anywhere. There I’m done with the positive because while I love that sandwich I never get it because the service has been so horrible that I haven’t gone back and don’t plan to. The last two times we went in for a drink, we waited and waited… and waited. The waitress was too busy flirting with her regulars and talking with her bar buddies. We literally waited so long (about 30 min, not exaggerating) that we finally left. She ran to the door and said she was just getting ready to come over and I laughed. The final straw was when we stopped in one last time giving it one final shot and were told by our waitress, after waiting about 15 minutes that she hoped we weren’t going to eat because they down a person and they didn’t want to cook tonight. Wow. It’s a cool concept and I like the garage doors that can open in nice weather but I’ll never go back and have tossed out my membership card.

Do you lack respect for your eardrums?
Do you enjoy screaming conversations?
Do you like overpriced drinks?
Do you like playing billiards?
Do you enjoy smoking?
Then look no further! Here we have a classic example of an American dive bar. (Only this one requires a membership… It’s a loophole to allow smoking indoors)
In this venue you will find the absolute worst acoustics deemed possible for any sort of music or conversation.
The walls are made of concrete … And that’s it! Whenever a live band plays you get to experience all of the piercing sounds 2 or 3 more times as the reverberate off of the hard concrete block wall. It sounds so bad that You are guaranteed to start singing along because you can’t hear the real lyrics. You can barely hear the person sitting right beside you! It’s so awesome!!!
Also, if you hate the song «Turn down for what», you are in for a bad time. That song is played every hour on the hour.
Be sure to only order beer. If you want a mixed drink, or even just a shot of liquor, be prepared to whip out some big bucks.
Although, I must admit that the food is pretty good. Basic greasy bar food, but it’s good!
Free popcorn and peanuts are hard to beat too!
Some recommendations…
Add some foam padding to the walls and ceiling. A little bit will go a long way in making the bands and stereo system sound better. Even a few quilts or towels stapled to the ceiling.
Decrease your liquor prices a little. (Just a little) Especially when someone is buying rounds for their entire crew.

Do yourself a favor and keep driving! This place is awful! It’s a «private club» but please don’t let this term fool you into thinking there is even one ounce of class in this joint. I’m always cool with a little hole in the wall place, but let me explain The Station to you.
I walk in with my husband and 2 friends last night (Friday around 7) and we were approached by a server who was by far the nastiest, rudest people I’ve come across in a very long time. She didn’t say hello, she just started drilling us about if we were members or not (which we are, by the way). This chick was a total ZERO and was just a complete jerk! We got our drinks and were never asked if we wanted menus, so one of us approached the bar and our server to ask for menus. She rolled her eyes and handed the menus over. When she came to our table to take our order, she started complaining excessively about how they were short staff and the servers had to cook. She acted so put out, we decided not to order anything at all. When she said, «What would you like to order?», my husband responded with, «Well, you just talked us out of ordering anything else here at all.», and she walked away.
Did I mention this was the 2^nd time we’ve been here and the first experience was almost identical with an equally rude waitress? Oh, but that time we NEVER got a drink because they wouldn’t approach our table for whatever reason (they were not busy at all), even after we tried waiving the girl down she kept telling us she’d «get to us in a minute».
So, if you want horrid service, nasty and no-​class servers, and a repulsive atmosphere, go to The Station!
After we left the Station, we drove directly to one of our favorite establishments in town, Sherby’s! The service, staff, food & drinks are always awesome!

Hey, what’s up?
The Station is assey. Most private clubs will sponsor you as a guest your first time in so you can check each other out. Every time my owner gays have gone in a private club in Georgia or the Carolinas, they make you feel welcome and offer some way for you to at least have a beer or two. And those two have been in a LOT of ‘private clubs.’
(If you’re a Yankee reading this and don’t know about private clubs … I’m sorry I’m old and don’t have the energy left to explain this particular quirk of Crackerland.)
Anyway, at The Station they’re all like, No. No. No.
My friendly owner gays: «Hey do y’all have-​«
Sourpuss chick: «Are y’all members?!»
«Is this a private club?»
«Members. Are y’all members.»
«Um, no…»
«Gotta be members.»
Ballcap dude: «Gotta be members.»
«Ok, so… Can we become members-​«
“Yeah but can’t serve you for 24 hours.»
«Not for 24 hours.»
(They liked repeating themselves.)
«Ok, so…
(Tumbleweeds)
«So any other places we can go around here?»
(Shrugs.) «Guess up on Woodruff Rd.»
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GURL. It’s Simpsonville. Sirrisly.
Thankyou I know.