Identity Crisis

I spent Shabbos in a way out-of-town community. In the afternoon, I was walking with my family someplace and another frum family was walking in the same direction. We were talking and then a lady asked me with which group I am affiliated, Lubavitch or otherwise (by the way, no one "in town" would ever think that I'm Lubavitch, based on the shape of my hat and my day-after-Lag Ba'Omer neatly trimmed beard). I said that I attended Yeshiva University, so I guess that makes me Modern Orthodox. She stepped back, looked me up and down, wrinkled her nose and said, "I don't think so."