When I was a kid we lived in the country, the kind of place where everybody knows who you all are, so our school bus would frequently stop off outside our house to pick us up, and sometimes detour to drop people off, even though there were designated stops.
That was up until the school swapped over to an independent bus company to do the job and that driver didn’t care about any of us and followed his own strict rules. Though his buses were nicer.
