Yeah, I am a bitch part 2

It's my last run of the evening and I only had four teenagers on the bus. Like most teenagers these ones weren't the brightest crayons in the box. When they got on the bus they were discussing which stop they needed to get off at and they had asked me how far it was. I told them it was about ten minutes away. A little while later the bell chimes. Okay, maybe they aren't all getting off at the same stop. I pull into the stop and no one gets off. Ha Ha. Very funny. You got me. I pull away when the bell chimes again. Maybe they just rang the bell for the wrong stop and they were too embarrassed to say anything. I pull in and once again, no one gets off. I look in the riot mirror and see them laughing hysterically. God, you guys are hilarious. I can't stop laughing. As I start driving again, the bell chimes again. "Is someone actually getting off the bus or am I just pulling into stops for practice?" I ask. "Yeah, someones getting off here, don't worry" they tell me. Anyone want to take a guess as to what happened? Yeah, I pull in and no one gets off. Surprise, surprise. I don't know why I even bother listening to teens. Continuing along, I continue to reset the chime as soon as they ring it. Eventually they realize that I'm not going to fall for it again and they stop ringing the bell. A few minutes later we approach the stop that I know they're getting off at. I hear the bell ring and I keep driving. I pass about four bus stops before one of the teens finally comes up to the front to tell me I've missed the stop. "Oh, I am so terribly sorry, I didn't even hear the bell." I say. For some strange reason this guy seemed to think I was being genuine and honestly didn't realise that they wanted off the bus. I pull into the stop and let them off to begin their long walk home. Moral of the story, don't fuck with me because I have the power to decide when to stop and let you off!