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There were some recent layoff as the advertising company my husband works for. (Fortunately/selfishly for us, he wasn't one of them.) The people laid off were called to meetings, and then they were sent home after handing in their security cards. (They scheduled times to come back later and pick up their personal stuff.) My husband noted how weird the little details were, like one guy's coffee was still sitting on his desk where he put it before he went to his meeting.
In teaching, you'd know for months if you didn't get a contract for next year, and you'd still be expected to carry on teaching. Since most people want to get the best possible recommendation out of the job and many if not most are simply pretty professional, this works out okay, but sometimes I can see how one might fantasize about the completely unfiltered parent conference.
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