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.