A few days after Raskin left, Jobs appeared at the cubicle of Andy Hertzfeld, a young engineer on the Apple II team,
who had a cherubic face and impish demeanor similar to his pal Burrell Smith's.
Hertzfeld recalled that most of his colleagues were afraid of Jobs
"because of his spontaneous temper tantrums and his proclivity to tell everyone exactly what he thought, which often wasn't very favorable."
But Hertzfeld was excited by him.
"Are you any good?" Jobs asked the moment he walked in.
"We only want really good people working on the Mac, and I'm not sure you're good enough."
Hertzfeld knew how to answer. "I told him that yes, I thought that I was pretty good."
Jobs left, and Hertzfeld went back to his work.
Later that afternoon he looked up to see Jobs peering over the wall of his cubicle.
"I've got good news for you," he said.
"You're working on the Mac team now. Come with me."
Hertzfeld replied that he needed a couple more days to finish the Apple II product he was in the middle of.
"What's more important than working on the Macintosh?" Jobs demanded.
Hertzfeld explained that he needed to get his Apple II DOS program in good enough shape to hand it over to someone.
"You're just wasting your time with that!" Jobs replied.
"Who cares about the Apple II? The Apple II will be dead in a few years.
The Macintosh is the future of Apple, and you're going to start on it now!"
With that, Jobs yanked out the power cord to Hertzfeld's Apple II, causing the code he was working on to vanish.
"Come with me," Jobs said. "I'm going to take you to your new desk."
Jobs drove Hertzfeld, computer and all, in his silver Mercedes to the Macintosh offices.
"Here's your new desk," he said, plopping him in a space next to Burrell Smith.
"Welcome to the Mac team!" The desk had been Raskin's.
In fact Raskin had left so hastily that some of the drawers were still filled with his flotsam and jetsam, including model airplanes.