"I'd like the boneless wings with chipotle-bbq, please," I said.
"We don't have that flavor," the girl told me.
"Okay," I said, and studied the menu further. "Then I'll have Thai-Chili."
"We don't have that either."
"What flavors do you have?" I asked.
She rolled her eyes and pointed at the menu board. "They're all listed right here."
"I just tried to order two of them and you told me you were out."
"Well, we have all the rest," she huffed.
So I ordered the Sweet & Tangy and a drink and sat down and watched TV for ten minutes.
And the sauce was the sugary, gloopy stuff I can't stand. It was all sweet, not spicy.
I was only halfway done with the chicken - although half is all I could eat - when it occurred to me that there was a reason Atomic Wings was a ghost town while the other restaurants nearby were crowded. If the opportunity arises I would be willing to try one of the other Atomic Wings in New York - my attraction to boneless wings is that strong - but there is no way I'd ever return here.