I usually try to sit as far back on the bus as I can; it lets me watch out for other people reaching for the stop chord. Sometimes I like to beat them to the pull as soon as I see them stretching up. Some people don’t pay attention to the chime, and tug harder until they realize it’s been pulled already. Others just stop reaching and sit back down. Occasionally, there’s one who has to look back and see who else is getting off with them. That’s when I slink back into my seat and pretend to look out the window.