Wellington Pub

Not much experience with this place, except for the exceptionally poor service. Went in with a large-​ish group of friends, intent on food and drinks. It’s not even worth going into one of my normal reviews, other than this place will be avoided in the future.
Clue to the management if they read these things: when someone says a two dollar glass of pop tastes bad, don’t argue. Just suck up the buck ninety five profit you’ve just made and give the customer another one.

So I’ve been here before and it wasn’t bad I had a few beers and my boyfriend and I got a large pizza which was good. We decided to go again and it was completely dead in there. The bartender wasn’t even a bartender and we ordered two pops I got a diet and he got a Sprite with grenadine now that’s 5.50… She gave us our drinks in two 8 oz glasses so of course we drank them fast and they were kind of gross tasting. I asked for refills and she said they charge by the refill. That made me so mad, I’ve never been somewhere that did that. It was out of the gun too… so then we order the Pizza that we had the time before I wanted pineapple they said they didn’t have it so I asked for feta cheese. they didn’t have it… so we asked for banana or mild peppers they didn’t have it. So to sum it up it wasn’t all that great of an experience.

Only bar that does karaōke 7 days a week! Make sure you get the pizza. Mama makes the best pizza! Laura is awesome. The owners are nothing but kind to me!

I am completely confused by the other reviews. When my friend suggested this place, I looked it up and cringed; I expected the worst.
What we got was perfectly fine bar food (cheese sticks were a little «chewy» inside instead of stringy, as they should be, but who cares?), quick and friendly service, an awesome DJ/​MC for karaōke, AND (about as important as the drinks) a VERY clean bathroom!
Oh, and my friend said the drinks were strong, not weak as another reviewer mentioned. I ordered bottled beer because of the previous reviews. Next time, I’ll get a «real» drink if we go back.

Watch your tab. Over the years they are notorious for charging you for more drinks then what you ordered. Was this way 15 years ago and still is today. We had extra drinks on our tab that we didn’t order or have.

I came here on vacation to visit my family from Sydney and I was charged $ 43 for 6 shots of rumpleminz, at a 1.5oz pour, when I saw them pour other patrons a 3 count pour… I am appalled I paid the same amount of money for these shots in Sydney that I did here and was treated incredibly poorly afterwards. Terrible service and bigoted family owned staff. I have been to other franchise bar where I was charged for 3 rumpleminz, 1 jameson+ginger, and mozzarella sticks for $ 20.75. DO NOT GO HERE IF YOU’RE FROM OUT OF TOWN!!!

Visited my hometown and stopped in Wellington Pub. Was treated like family. Good food, lively atmosphere, and great service. Will be back next time in town.

This place is not a club, it’s not a dive bar. It’s …uh, well, almost a call for help.
The regulars must keep this place alive because there is really no sign of life here. There is no sense of fun in this place, and karaōke may be the only sign of physical life beyond the older people who sit and drink beer and look like they are wasting away. (This was actually the first bar I ever did karaōke in.)
It’s dirty, has absolutely no soul, and frankly I don’t know how it’s still open. These place needs a «Bar Rescue,» and even that might not work.

If I took a dump in the parking lot it would be a better bar than this.
First this place has zero character. I honestly think the pizza is off brand Red Baron, the lettuce was white and I think the ranch was just mayo. Oh and the service was non existent.

A friend wanted everyone to meet them here for a birthday gathering (apparently it’s a regular hangout for them), and so sure, it’s a bar, it looks a little dive-ish…I’m in.
I should’ve stayed «out».
Look…I love dive bars. Truly do.
But this isn’t a dive bar.
This is…
Well, it’s kinda…
Okay, look. You know the rule that you never EVER bring a blacklight into a hotel room because sweet jesus you just never know what you’re going to find that will freak you the hell out?
That’s this entire bar. And then I’d take it one step further and guess that if you took a swab sample off of any surface in the place, it’s quite possible that new and different strains of things are evolving in this place that may very well spell the end of mankind as we know it if they ever escape.
At least we can all rest easy in the knowledge that they probably couldn’t survive outside of that environment, so I’m pretty sure we’re safe.
The food… what I saw ordered, because there was simply no way in hell I was eating at this place… was atrocious from every aspect I chose to partake in: it looked nasty, it smelled nasty, but, again, no way I was tasting anything because… ebola.
Then you add in the fact that drinks are way, WAY too expensive for this kind of environment, and you have yet another reason to stay away.
The bathrooms? Oh god, the bathrooms. Clearly there used to be mirrors in the men’s room at some point… but those are long since gone, which might have something to do with the indents/​marks on the wall that are likely the remnants of them being broken. From what I heard from the ladies, the women’s room is no better, with no doors and a toilet just hanging out between the door and the sink… my guess is that’s «the hurl bucket» toilet for when the dainty lasses that frequent this place are ready to purge.
Good times.
They do have karaōke seven nights a week though… and we all know addicts will go to some dark, dirty places in order to get their fix… and the host did a decent enough job with the few (I’m guessing) regulars that… and I’m not kidding here… stood outside smoking and planning «their set» with each other. Really? people do that? Another «where in the hell AM I?!» moment…
So look… it is what it is… don’t say you weren’t warned. If you want a good reason to come here, I’d suggest bringing the most OCD neat-​freak germophobe you know here just to watch them dissolve into a puddle of goo after their aneurysm.

It’s a really crappy place to hang out, lee the owner is a D bag. Although the karaōke is fun:)

If you like bad karoke, bar food and beer, this is for you. It was pretty outdated on the interior. Nothing bad to say and nothing that impressed… just ok.

I can’t say that I’m a fan of this place but our waitress was really nice. The whole place has an odd vibe to it but I can see locals loving it for what it is. It’s the Sneakers of the east side as it was referred to by my Shelby buddy. The karaōke was a little rough to handle but people were still really enjoying themselves… they can sing better than me anyways.
The layout is kind of fragmented with the main bar in your face when you walk in, a game room off in one corner and a banquet type area running galley style along the back wall kind of hidden from the main «dining» area. It wasn’t my kind of dive but I can see why people would dig this place. It has a dance floor and a few pool tables, one of those punching bag machines and an electronic dart board or two. The sign in front is non-​descript and if you don’t know what you’re looking for you’ll pass this place by.

A real dive bar, with some of the worst kariokie that I have ever heard

I agree. This place is a joke. We were there tonight with my friends for two of our friend’s birthdays.
We were obviously there for karaōke, because they have it 7 nights a week. The service was terrible, we had to go up to the bar several times just to get drinks, our waitress was terrible! She was slow at dropping off our drinks, on the dance floor, and pretty sure she was drunk.
The bar was packed and there were alot of singers, which we expected. Here is what we DID NOT expect. At the end of the night, some jerk was harassing the karaōke hostess to let him sing again, even though there were something like 7 others who should have gone before him, and HE HAD JUST SANG. So the hostess told him no, there were still several people who would sing before him, and it was already 2:00. This guy was actually going around from table to table asking if we would pass up our turn to him. We told him no, we wanted to sing our songs we were in line for. This guy then approaches the owner and asks if he could sing and she says yes!
Here is the best part. As we were about to leave, we heard the OWNER say to the hostess ‘Well he got to pass everyone else because he is a big spender.’ WHAT?! This guy was with maybe 1 or 2 people, we had a party of 25.
NEVER AGAIN. This place is destined to fail!

I’m so dissapointed by a recent visit to the Wellington Pub. I used to come here years ago with work friends and hit up some karaōke and had some great times. However a recent return proved to a terrible experience in the end.
I went to Wellington with some friends who were there with their work friends so we were at a decent sized table with appoximately 15 – 20 people ordering food and alcoholic beverages. One friend in particular had a couple cocktails but since she was DD switched to diet cokes. Well apparently, at the Wellington, with every diet coke you order, you get charged! And mind you, the cost of a diet coke is maybe $ 1 less than a regular alcoholic beverage or beer. We questioned the waitress who said «We do that for a all customers because we can’t just have people sitting here all night for karaōke (which is a shocker because it sucks but I’ll get to that later) ordering diet cokes. We’ll make no money.» Um REALLY? So the other 15 people at this table that are ordering drinks and food won’t make you any money? The person that had this bill inquired with the owner about the policy and even mentioned the fact that we had a large group bring them in some money, but apparently he was extremely rude and said no.
One of the other patrons in the group was approached by that very same waitress upon leaving and asked, «um excuse me, but was there something wrong with your service, you only left me x amount of dollars?» The patron was the sister of the person that was charged the diet cokes for being the DD, so rightfully so, she was a little ticked, and at that point, the waitress wasn’t being nice to anybody in the group after being confronted with the diet coke problem, and her tip reflected that.
Now, I used to work in the service industry as a waitress myself. I’ve had people sit at my tables for HOURS upon HOURS on busy Friday and Saturday nights. Never have I ever chased people out the door complaining about their tip (sometimes that’s just the way the cookie crumbles) and never have I ever just ran up a tab because people are just sitting there. So unfortunately when our waitress said «every place does that» in regards to running up the bill, I knew it was going no where.
Now the karaōke part. it pretty much sucked. i’ve been to quite a few karaōke nights around the area, and when you have 2 singers at your table, and you’re there for 4 hours and they only go up to sing 1 time each, while other people went up 3 – 4 during that time period, you know your host is playing favorites. Terrible hosting.
I will never patronize this bar again after this experience. Just plain terrible.

If you’re looking for a dive karaōke bar, this is the spot! Decent drinks and food. No rhyme or reason to when it will be packed or empty. Most of the time you won’t see 5 people in there till after 9 when the karaōke starts.

Mixed experience here. The occasion was my friend’s birthday. She wanted a central location to do some Karaōke. I will list the pros and cons, but first wanted to address the issue of smoking. Of course now all public indoors are smoke free in Michigan as of April 2010.
Pros:
Decent Karaōke singers.
Food and Beer prices were fair, and they had Amber Bock on tap :)
I was starved and was not expecting much, but the cheeseburger and fries I ordered were pretty good. Did not make me ill and was tasty.
We had fun.
Cons:
Fruit flies in the bathroom?! In the middle of the 20 degree weather of December?! yep. That was the first trip to the bathroom. Second trip there was a huge black house fly buzzing around. In the bathroom. In December. I am no health inspector, or biologist or anything but there must be some nasty stuff somewhere in that building that these things are feeding on and breeding in. YUCK. The bathroom itself needs some cleaning with some bleach and just needs to be gutted altogether. About as quaint and comfortable as a well-​used gas station bathroom.
Tables and chairs were pieced together, did not match.
Server was only half interested in serving us and many times did I have to go to seek HER out for a drink or to order my food.
The crowd was mixed, but I felt this was a place where trouble may brew from time to time. Some old-​timers at the bar, but the tables were packed with 20-​somethings for karaōke. Most were okay, but some seemed to be glancing around the room looking for trouble.
Is this going to be my new hang-​out? nope. Will I go back if I am in the area and want to do some karaōke. Maybe. Chances are I will never step foot in here again unless someone else pressures me into it!

We didn’t have high hopes for this place as we walked up but were pleasantly surprised. The food was good, not great. The restaurant is dark and smoky (in Florida we are spoiled, all restaurants are smoke free).
The menu is your typical bar stuff. We tried the onion rings and deluxe nachos for apps. The nachos were heaping and covered with cheese, meat and sour cream– tasty. I opted for a burger which came out without the cheese I requested but was quickly fixed. The burger was good, just the right amount of salt and grease any good burger should have. The beer selection isn’t great, which surprised us for a pub. And even more surprising was when we got the bill and saw that the beers we were drinking were $ 7 each (I was drinking Stellas)! Yeah, they were fairly big but it was still a lot to charge. Service was prompt but not especially friendly.

Smoke, a fully stocked bar, karaōke? Check, Check and Check. The Wellington Pub is a typical dive karaōke bar.
It’s very dark, attempting to go for an Irish Pub feel with the dark woods. Bathrooms definitely need an update and the stall doors don’t always lock. Beer is usually $ 3.75 or a tall domestic, shots are between 5 and 9 bucks.
It seems like everyone in this bar is a smoker. The karaōke is really fun though. Lots of decent singers, and regulars in this bar. We’re always in the Wellington because friends of ours in Shelby Township always go here. It’s in the same plaza as Roosevelts. If I had my choice, I’d go with Roosevelt’s but we go here exclusively for karaōke.
Pizza is pretty good, but there is nothing terribly special about the menu or what comes out of the kitchen. It’s your typical bar food. The crowd and karaōke all the time scratch the itch, but I wouldn’t go out of my way to come here.