This popped into my head a few minutes ago. That happens fairly often: little snippets of ideas that could be incidents in a story. This one seemed like it could stand on its own:
There was a time, now thankfully in the past, when she'd hung out in singles bars — and had, as a consequence, become quite an expert amateur herpetologist, collecting significant and original taxonomic notes. She gave up her hobby quite abruptly one day, when she found herself, inspired by a particularly slithery example, seriously considering moving into the most advanced rank of amateur naturalists: those who not only observe and classify, but also collect specimens, and keep them stuffed and mounted in her home.
Too much trouble, she decided, for a hobby I never really wanted to get into in the first place.