private equity group, led by the former Apple CFO Fred Anderson, that had bought a controlling
stake in Palm. Bono sent Jobs a note back saying, “You should chill out about this. This is like the
Beatles ringing up because Herman and the Hermits have taken one of their road crew.” Jobs later
admitted that he had overreacted. “The fact that they completely failed salves that wound,” he
said.
Jobs was able to build a new management team that was less contentious and a bit more
subdued. Its main players, in addition to Cook and Ive, were Scott
Forstall running iPhone
software, Phil Schiller in charge of marketing, Bob Mansfield doing Mac hardware, Eddy Cue
handling Internet services, and Peter Oppenheimer as the chief financial officer. Even though there
was a surface sameness to his top team—all were middle-aged white males—there was a range of
styles. Ive was emotional and expressive; Cook was as cool as steel. They all knew they were
expected to be deferential to Jobs while also pushing back on his ideas and being willing to
argue—a tricky balance to maintain, but each did it well. “I realized very early that if you didn’t
voice your opinion, he would mow you down,” said Cook. “He takes contrary positions to create
more discussion, because it may lead to a better result. So if you don’t feel comfortable
disagreeing, then you’ll never survive.”
The key venue for freewheeling discourse was the Monday morning executive team gathering,
which started at 9 and went for three or four hours. The focus was always on the future: What
should each product do next? What new things should be developed? Jobs used the meeting to
enforce a sense of shared mission at Apple. This served to centralize control,
which made the
company seem as tightly integrated as a good Apple product, and prevented the struggles between
divisions that plagued decentralized companies.
Jobs also used the meetings to enforce focus. At Robert Friedland’s farm, his job had been to
prune the apple trees so that they would stay strong, and that became a metaphor for his pruning at
Apple. Instead of encouraging each group to let product lines proliferate based on marketing
considerations, or permitting a thousand ideas to bloom, Jobs insisted that Apple focus on just two
or three priorities at a time. “There is no one better at turning off the noise that is going on around
him,” Cook said. “That allows him to focus on a few things and say no to many things. Few
people are really good at that.”
In order to institutionalize the lessons that he and his team were learning, Jobs started an in-
house center called Apple University. He hired Joel Podolny, who was dean of the Yale School of
Management, to compile a series of case studies analyzing important decisions the company had
made, including the switch to the Intel microprocessor and the decision to open the Apple Stores.
Top executives spent time teaching the cases to new employees, so that the Apple style of decision
making would be embedded in the culture.
In ancient Rome, when a victorious general paraded through the streets,
legend has it that he was
sometimes trailed by a servant whose job it was to repeat to him, “Memento mori”: Remember
you will die. A reminder of mortality would help the hero keep things in perspective, instill some
humility. Jobs’s memento mori had been delivered by his doctors, but it did not instill humility.
Instead he roared back after his recovery with even more passion. The illness reminded him that
he had nothing to lose, so he should forge ahead full speed. “He came back on a mission,” said
Cook. “Even though he was now running a large company, he kept making bold moves that I don’
t think anybody else would have done.”
For a while there was some evidence, or at least hope, that he had tempered his personal style,
that facing cancer and turning fifty had caused him to be a bit less brutish when he was upset.
“Right after he came back from his operation, he didn’t do the humiliation bit as much,” Tevanian
recalled. “If he was displeased, he might scream and get hopping mad and use expletives, but he
wouldn’t do it in a way that would totally destroy the person he was talking to. It was just his way
to get the person to do a better job.” Tevanian reflected
for a moment as he said this, then added a
caveat: “Unless he thought someone was really bad and had to go, which happened every once in
a while.”
Eventually, however, the rough edges returned. Because most of his colleagues were used to it
by then and had learned to cope, what upset them most was when his ire turned on strangers.
“Once we went to a Whole Foods market to get a smoothie,” Ive recalled. “And this older woman
was making it, and he really got on her about how she was doing it. Then later, he sympathized.
‘She’s an older woman and doesn’t want to be doing this job.’ He didn’t connect the two. He was
being a purist in both cases.”
On a trip to London with Jobs, Ive had the thankless task of choosing the hotel. He picked the
Hempel, a tranquil five-star boutique hotel with a sophisticated minimalism that he thought Jobs
would love. But as soon as they checked in, he braced himself, and sure enough his phone rang a
minute later. “I hate my room,” Jobs declared. “It’s a piece of shit, let’s go.”
So Ive gathered his
luggage and went to the front desk, where Jobs bluntly told the shocked clerk what he thought. Ive
realized that most people, himself among them, tend not to be direct when they feel something is
shoddy because they want to be liked, “which is actually a vain trait.” That was an overly kind
explanation. In any case, it was not a trait Jobs had.
Because Ive was so instinctively nice, he puzzled over why Jobs, whom he deeply liked,
behaved as he did. One evening, in a San Francisco bar, he leaned forward with an earnest
intensity and tried to analyze it:
He’s a very, very sensitive guy. That’s one of the things that makes his antisocial behavior, his rudeness,
so unconscionable. I can understand why people who are thick-skinned and unfeeling can be rude, but
not sensitive people. I once asked him why he gets so mad about stuff. He said, “But I don’t stay mad.”
He has this very childish ability to get really worked up about something, and it doesn’t stay with him at
all.
But there are other times, I think honestly, when he’s very frustrated, and his way to achieve
catharsis is to hurt somebody. And I think he feels he has a liberty and a license to do that. The normal
rules of social engagement, he feels, don’t apply to him. Because of how very sensitive he is, he knows
exactly how to efficiently and effectively hurt someone. And he does do that.
Every now and then a wise colleague would pull Jobs aside to try to get him to settle down. Lee
Clow was a master. “Steve, can I talk to you?” he would quietly say when Jobs had belittled
someone publicly. He would go into Jobs’s office and explain how hard everyone was working.
“When you humiliate them, it’s more debilitating than stimulating,” he said in one such session.
Jobs would apologize and say he understood. But then he would lapse again. “It’s simply who I
am,” he would say.
One thing that did mellow was his attitude toward Bill Gates. Microsoft had kept its end of the
bargain it made in 1997, when it agreed to continue developing great software for the Macintosh.
Also, it was becoming less relevant as a competitor, having failed thus far to replicate Apple’s
digital hub strategy. Gates and Jobs had very different approaches to products and innovation, but
their rivalry had produced in each a surprising self-awareness.
For their All Things Digital conference in May 2007, the
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