Eric smidt harbor freight tools

Privacy and Terms. Facebook Twitter Show more sharing options Share Close extra sharing options. Allan Smidt, 81, founded the business in and his son, Eric, is chief executive officer.

Support our journalism. Submit a story tip. He recruited a world class team of engineers and experts in every tool category and developed two state-of-the-art quality assurance labs where Harbor Freight develops and tests its tools to ensure that they meet or exceed customer expectations at every level from beginning DIYers to master technicians and tradespeople. In , Forbes magazine identified U.

We believe our differences make us stronger. Eric established The Smidt Foundation to help achieve opportunity, justice, equality and safety for all. The foundation supports a wide range of charitable causes, among them public education, veterans and first responders, and programs to alleviate homelessness. My first clue this was not to be like my old pruners, the tensioner on one side gave out after I twisted on it a little vigorously, making one handle slide out twice as long as the other, unless it was pointed upward at all times.

In under a month it joined my war chest of duct tape modified tools made in China. The stay bolt preventing the handles from closing had refused to stay, fell out, to be accurate, and was now hibernating in a heap of feral cat feces and dried bougainvillea leaves fifteen feet below.

Just like that, I was holding a partial lopper in one hand, and a metal rod in the other like a prank victim on hidden camera. I looked for a loose bolt, threads, anything, but no, the only thing attaching handle to blade was a plastic sleeve fitting.

I did the manful and useful thing. I flung it across the yard in a stream of profanity. As I did so, it occurred to me the open blades made the shape of a duck bill, and the duck was laughing at me as it flew into the back fence.

Somewhere in Chengdu the owners of Harmonious Factory of Disposable Goods for American Suckers 27, were enjoying Peking duck around a roaring fireplace, and weighing their money on truck scales, and they were laughing. The scale tenders, girls hand-selected from the villages, were pouring cognac and lighting cigars, and they, too, were laughing, giggling really, in short duck print dresses, while the men perused Beverly Hills property on Zillow.

Ah, ha, ha.