I am very local to this bar (within 30 mins). With that in mind let us review.
Jaime is a very good bartender. She's the only person that keeps me going to this bar. James is a decent KJ.
Not much else I can say. I'm usually here when Jaime is here serving me drinks. I am sort of a regular.
The waiting room is hidden behind some other building but it's visible from the street.. place is  small, has 2 pool tables and some flatscreens.
Happyy Hour: m-f , 4:30-7:30(bar time, not yours)
well drinks 2.5, bud 1.50
pour: gin tonic (2.5)
-decent pour
on draughts:
-many drafts available, didn't ask price.
-few people here during happy hour., just a few strange ones. maybe that's why or they left early.
-not sure about regular pricing.
-proclaimed "sports bar" -not sure how.
I don't know about all of you who go to this place on any other nights of the week-- but come Monday night, I am here. always.
I came in a few weeks ago because my friend dragged me out. in my head, I thought, "a bar in -Castro Valley-? you're kidding right...?"
but when I sat down and decided that my first drink was going to be a Bloody Mary (no, I wasn't hungover lol), I was surprised to see what went in it.
Sassan (or better known as Shawn) is amazing. AMAAAZINGGG. (: he makes one of the best Bloody Marys I've had on this side of the Bay! and I can't stress how happy I am that he doesn't just throw vodka in a cup filled 3/4 with 'Bloody Mary mix' without all the other things he contributes to that drink. the first time I went there, he told me it wasn't complete without horseradish. so I said that he has to bring it next time. well-- the next few weeks were horseradish-less, but one Monday, he ACTUALLY BROUGHT SOME. lol (: those were very amazing Bloody Marys indeed.
on a side note, a Bloody Mary isn't the only thing he can make amazingly. we have come up with a version of the White Russian just por moi. :P and he has a drink called 'Passion Fruit Paris', I believe (or was it Parisian Passion? always too buzzed to remember when I order it... ahahaaaa). DELICIOUS. (:
come in Sunday nights or Monday nights and give this place a try! beer pong on Sundays and $2 Mai Tais on Mondays. tell 'Shawn' that Aya sent you. :D
So I'm bias -- I work here!!! Â But let me just say some of the older posts speak some facts, but also speak many fallacies. Â This is a GREAT Dive Bar, yes you will run into the occasional wierdo, Â but we have a BUNCH of great patrons as well. Â This bar is really random when it comes to the crowds. Â I hate to love and love to hate this place. Â I do hangout here on my days off so I'm not only an employee but a fan!! Â I enjoy meet up with friends for drinks, to play pool and just relax and have fun. Â The drinks are easy on the pocket and strong!!
The bar has:
Happy Hour Monday - Friday from 4:30 to 7:30pm with $2 well drinks and $1.50 draft Buds. Â
FREE POOL on Tuesday/Wednesday Nights from 8pm-1am and great Drink Specials on the weekends.
The name hooked me from the start it's located across the street from Eden Hospital and thought my kinda of waiting room !
  The bartender was a pretty woman and thats about it ! Ordered a Morgans and coke, was well overpriced and all i tasted was coke . Bullshit !
   BBut they do have a good jukebox , two pool tables and a tv it's a dive bar in a area that has three dives within walking distance .
    Will i go back ? Probably not but seems like there are enuff regulars .too overpriced for a drink .
Oh boy, this place is weird. Â Sure, all Castor Valley bars are, but this one gets the win.
I'm not above dive bars by any means, the Waiting Room, however, took the plunge to a whole other world of dive bars. Â
Both times I went there, it smelled a bit like urine. Â And while I don't like to make assumptions based on appearances, I think it's a safe bet to say this a meth-head hang-out.
I might go back, but only because sometimes bad ideas lead to great stories.
The Waiting Room is a small dive bar that sits across the street from a hospital, hence the name. We came here on a small Christmas Eve bar crawl, so keep this in mind as you read this review.
Even though the crowd seemed a little crusty, I think they were just a mix of friendly Castro Valley rednecks. I mean this in a nice way.
There are a couple of pool tables and a jukebox. The two muffin-tops in the bar spent most of their time gyrating in front of it.
I bet this place is a lot more fun on a normal evening.
I've been here once and probably won't be back for a while. There were 4 people in here all together: 1 guy playing pool (alone), a older woman sitting at the end of the bar, and 2 dudes passed out on the bar drooling on themselves. The place is very small, too. From what I've been told, you either love this place or you hate it.
Review Source:I'd barely even sat down when I met the Waiting Room's king-for-a-day, a self described redneck-fisherman named Larry with a drink in his hand, several trout in this car, and a $3,000 Labrador retriever at home. Â Years of buying "scratchers" had paid off not long ago....he'd hit it big and wound up going to "The Big Spin", where he won a medium-sized payout. Â Larry introduced me to a few of the regulars in the place, subjecting me to a torrent of handshakes while I juggled introductions with ordering a beer. Â
It's dark inside; dark enough that you're eyes have to adjust a bit after you walk through a small J-Shaped entryway that drops you into a windowless room.  A blue stucco ceiling with a series of  V-shaped support beams typical of mid-60's architecture compliment an area hosting two pool tables and a jukebox. The Waiting Room looks pretty rough from the outside....but it smooths out quite a bit once you're in the door.  Decor is standard issue beer signs, with one placard reading "Our house wine is Yagermeister". Â
Our barmaid was Penny, a statuesque blond with a deep tan, great legs, and an eye-catching black dress. Â Friendly and talkative, Penny effortlessly multi-tasks her job while hopping between numerous conversations at various spots of the bar. Â Around 4PM Â Larry briefly mulled over what his next drink would be.....and soon thereafter expressed a hankering for a "Yeager-Bomb". Â Several of his buddies looked at him and shook their heads. Â "It's too early for Yeager Bombs" said Penny in concerto with several other patrons while she shook her finger. "I know what your having...Bourbon and Seven". Â Larry didn't argue at first, but wound up having a Yager-bomb anyway. Â A shot of Yagermiester was dropped glass-and-all into a partially filled pint of domestic beer....then guzzled. Â Â
A couple guys had gotten into a fight several hours before I showed up. Â The barmaid said something about "blood all over", and having to clean it up. Â One of the fighters came back to the bar not long after my arrival....but the Penny tossed them back out, saying "you guys are 86'ed...you can't come back till tomorrow". Â I was assured by other patrons that such confrontations were rare...but a trip back to the mens room revealed a number of fist-sized holes in the surrounding sheet-rock walls.
The crowd is largely Caucasian with a flat age distribution ranging from early-twenties to late-sixties. The folks that hang here just don't get any more real...rather than hide their faults and failings, patrons at the Waiting Room wear them proudly on their lapels. Â The video-poker games in the corner do a bang-up business, the pool tables stay busy, and the jukebox belts out a freakish mix of Young-Country, Gangsta-Rap, and Speed-Metal. Â Smokers are required by law to light-up outside...and they usually do so en mass. Â One moment there's a not a vacant stool at the bar, but seconds later half the place can empty out for a group-smoke in the parking lot. Â A good selection of beer graces the taps, and the usual variety of liquor sits behind the bar. Â Yager-Bombs seem to be popular, and Larry told me that "They serve a lot of Jello-shots here".
All in all, the waiting Room is one heck of a place to have a good time while making friends-in-low-places.  The day crowd was lively....I'm itching to see what the scene is like on a Friday night. Located about a mile from Castro Valley BART, it's quite a bit off the beaten path.  Still, it's the friendliest bar I've ever visited in the East Bay.  Nobody here is beautiful, brilliant, or successful....but if you're in the same boat, you'll find yourself in pretty good company.  It's fun. It's friendly.  It's hecka-casual, and a lot more entertaining than going to Butter ( <a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/SEZpdigGSqVNWnyANNIMeA">http://www.yelp.com/biz/…</a> ) and doing jello-shots with Marina-dwellers.