Comments: Could somebody throw me a bone here?

I arrive at work to find our voice mail box jammed to capacity with messages from a fire-breathing, freaked-out producer. One of the things I was in charge of having on set today --a specific PC video game--was not there. Well it was, but it was the wrong one (I had purchased the “extreme” version which made all legal permissions go flying out the fucking window). In the world of film coordination this is a BIG mistake; job-ending stuff. The scene they needed it for was being pre-lit and I had about an hour and a half to get the right game to the set. In Jersey.