My congratulations to our gate staff

Thursday evening between seven and eight I came in through the west gate. I drove in on the inside lane, stopped, and proceeded only to hear the lady in the guardhouse yell out the window to me. I backed up and she said "What are you doing?" Still not thinking what I had done I said "Going through the gate." She was all over me like an oversized suit. Of course one does not just stop and proceed through the inside lane. I knew that but didn't think and treated it like a sensor gate. She checked out my name and address then allowed me to proceed.
Am I angry? Heck no! She was doing her job and doing it well. I appreciate her determination to not let anyone through the gate that didn't belong here. Nice work.
Ken