performing,” its CEO said. At another point, when VLSI Technology was having trouble
delivering enough chips on time, Jobs stormed into a meeting and started shouting that they were
“fucking dickless assholes.” The company ended up getting the chips to Apple on time, and its
executives made jackets that boasted on the back, “Team FDA.”
After three
months of working under Jobs, Apple’s head of operations decided he could not
bear the pressure, and he quit. For almost a year Jobs ran operations himself, because all the
prospects he interviewed “seemed like they were old-wave manufacturing people,” he recalled. He
wanted someone who could build just-in-time factories and supply chains, as Michael Dell had
done. Then, in 1998, he met Tim Cook, a courtly thirty-seven-year-old procurement and supply
chain
manager at Compaq Computers, who not only would become his operations manager but
would grow into an indispensable backstage partner in running Apple. As Jobs recalled:
Tim Cook came out of procurement, which is just the right background for what we needed. I realized
that he and I saw things exactly the same way. I had visited a lot of just-in-time factories in Japan, and I’
d built one for the Mac and at NeXT. I knew what I wanted, and I met Tim, and he wanted the same
thing. So we started to work together, and before long I trusted him to know exactly what to do. He had
the
same vision I did, and we could interact at a high strategic level, and I could just forget about a lot of
things unless he came and pinged me.
Cook, the son of a shipyard worker, was raised in Robertsdale, Alabama, a small town between
Mobile and Pensacola a half hour from the Gulf Coast. He majored in industrial engineering at
Auburn, got a business degree at Duke, and for the next twelve years worked for IBM in the
Research Triangle of North Carolina. When Jobs interviewed him, he
had recently taken a job at
Compaq. He had always been a very logical engineer, and Compaq then seemed a more sensible
career option, but he was snared by Jobs’s aura. “Five minutes into my initial interview with
Steve, I wanted to throw caution and logic to the wind and join Apple,” he later said. “My
intuition told me that joining Apple would be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to work for a
creative genius.” And so he did. “Engineers are taught to make a decision analytically, but there
are times when relying on gut or intuition is most indispensable.”
At Apple his role became implementing Jobs’s intuition, which he accomplished with a quiet
diligence.
Never married, he threw himself into his work. He was up most days at 4:30 sending
emails, then spent an hour at the gym, and was at his desk shortly after 6. He scheduled Sunday
evening conference calls to prepare for each week ahead. In a company that was led by a CEO
prone to tantrums and withering blasts, Cook commanded situations with a calm demeanor, a
soothing Alabama accent, and silent stares. “Though he’s capable of mirth, Cook’s default facial
expression
is a frown, and his humor is of the dry variety,” Adam Lashinsky wrote in
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