Everyone in the department I worked in was laid off a few years ago.
Our usual morning meeting was already scheduled so we were all in the meeting room chatting over our coffee completely clueless as to what was coming. The boss came in followed by some HR people. We were told about the lay off and loads of other info and given good bye packets and what not (no breakfast pastries.:mad:) When they were done with us we walked out into the hallway. It was lined with “security” people they hired for the occasion about two for every three of us.
They escorted us to our offices watched carefully as we filled a box with our personal items and then escorted us out of the building. Needless to say no one was allowed to log in to their computer. There was much whining about “that was my only e-mail or I have important personal info on the computer.”
After all that coffee and the impending long trip home I asked my “escort” if I could stop at the ladies room on the way out. He let me and he was waiting for me when I got out.
It was a surreal experience; but the best thing that ever happened to me. I hated the place and the people although the work was interesting. I was paid an obscenely large salary with great benefits and would have stayed forever if not for the lay off.
Being escorted out by security could be insulting; but remember:
“It’s not personal. It’s business.”