You wanna know something about me?  I shouldn't admit this but I'll go ahead and do it anyway since this is the internet and you know how people online can be.  They can be brutally honest.  I can be brutally honest too.  When I'm alone and making ice cream cones for myself, I don't even use the lever that releases the scoop of ice cream.  I just fling the scoop of ice cream into the cone by shaking it up and down and hope for the best that it lands inside the cone.  Sometimes it lands properly, sometimes it doesn't.  Depends on my accuracy on any given day.  Now you know how sloppy and careless I can be but when I'm alone I don't really mind.  My family wouldn't approve of this behavior understandably, that's why we're not going to tell them how I conduct myself when making food for myself.  It's not like the flies on the wall or the ants patrolling the kitchen counters will tell me I'm doing it wrong.  This isn't one of the better scoopers out there anyway- the ice cream often gets stuck so flinging is becoming more of a necessity regardless who I'm making the ice cream cone for.  If the ice cream cone recipient walks into the kitchen and bulges their eyes at me in disbelief as I fling their ice cream carelessly into the cone, well don't judge me people.  It's the scoopers fault the ice cream won't release, not mine!  Don't blame the messenger as they say.