As one of Google’s highest-ranking women, Marissa Mayer became a Silicon Valley superstar, but inside the search giant her dazzle sometimes wore thin, with colleagues rebelling against her imperious style. In the wake of Mayer’s jump to run the struggling Yahoo, Bethany McLean asks whether she will be its savior or its next big problem. A year and a half in, the results are mixed.
By now the headline-getting series of events has become business lore. In the fall of 2011, New York moneyman Daniel Loeb, who runs the $14 billion hedge fund Third Point Capital, staged a raid on Yahoo, the well-known but struggling Silicon Valley company. After a brutal fight to depose the company’s C.E.O., he helped raid Google for one of its longest-serving and most famous executives, Marissa Mayer, then often called “the face of Google” or “Google’s glamour geek.” Last summer, on the same day that Yahoo announced that Mayer would be its new C.E.O.—becoming the youngest woman, at 37, to lead a Fortune 500 company—Mayer announced she was pregnant, thereby completing her journey from nerdy small-town Wisconsin girl to Stanford-educated engineer to business superstar to cultural idol.
By the time Mayer arrived at Yahoo it had long been a widely recognized brand, and even though the company had compiled a laundry list of mismanagement and missed opportunities, some 700 million consumers still logged in each month to check their e-mail, get news, see stock quotes, search, and more. But the company hadn’t launched a hot new product in years, and it had become something of a joke in Silicon Valley. The stock, from a peak of $118.75 in early 2000, was bumping along between $14 and $19 in the months before Mayer joined.
Most people in the Valley want to see Yahoo succeed, if only out of respect for its legacy. And they generally believe that, if anyone can fix Yahoo, it is Mayer. She is an engineer, and engineers are revered in the Valley. She is also a “product person,” which means that she has a track record of designing Internet-based products that people want to use. Product people, such as Facebook’s Mark Zuckerberg, are the reigning kings and queens of today’s Valley, because, the thinking goes, all the other parts of running a company can be delegated, but the ability to innovate cannot. On the surface, Mayer’s first year has been a stunning success. Yahoo’s stock has almost doubled, to around $31 per share, and she was recently named No. 1 on Fortune’s “40 Under 40” list, making her the first woman to achieve that honor.
To celebrate her one-year anniversary, her team sent a companywide memo, which technology reporter Kara Swisher, who runs the Web site All Things D with Walt Mossberg, got hold of. The memo encouraged employees to thank Mayer “for everything she’s done for Yahoo” by clicking on a link that read “yo/thxmarissa.” The messages (which ranged from “Thank you for epitomizing the values of a Yahoo superstar” to “Marissa, you rock” to “Best CEO I ever worked for”) were collected in a book that featured photos of Mayer—wearing a red shirt to address a sea of purple-shirted, mostly male engineers; conducting an interview with Barefoot Contessa food guru Ina Garten; and more. “Yahoo! thanks you, Marissa!” reads the spine of the book. Mayer then had copies of the book sent out.
But a glittering surface often deflects attention from a messier reality, and that’s true with Mayer and Yahoo. No one wants to sound as if they aren’t rooting for Yahoo or for her, and because Mayer didn’t cooperate for this article, even her friends were often unwilling to speak on the record about her. She’s anything but easy to categorize, in ways that are both interesting and possibly troubling for Yahoo’s future. “She is a confusing person,” says someone who has worked with her closely. “It is a mistake to paint her as an angel or as a devil.” Another executive who worked with her agrees that she is a hard person to understand. “There are some parts of Marissa World that are just inexplicably weird,” he says. “It doesn’t add up.”
There are two things about Marissa Mayer upon which everyone agrees. One is that she’s among the smartest people they’ve ever met. The other is that she has a superhuman capacity for work. Mayer says that she needs only four hours of sleep a night and that she pulled 250 all-nighters in her first five years at Google. “I don’t really believe in burnout,” she said in a speech last year at New York’s 92nd Street Y. “A lot of people work really hard for decades and decades, like Winston Churchill and Einstein.”
This superhuman energy seems to have been part of her from her earliest years in Wausau, a small city northwest of Milwaukee that is best known for the insurance company that carries its name. She told Vogue that she always had at least one after-school activity per day, from ballet to ice-skating, to piano, swimming, debate team, and Brownies; she was a standout debater whose team won a Wisconsin state championship, a member of the pom-pom squad, the president of the Spanish Club, and the treasurer of the Key Club; she has also said that by junior high she was doing ballet 35 hours a week.
At a talk at Stanford, when Mayer was asked what made her successful, her answer was simple: “I like to work.” She went on to say that, when her father, who was an environmental engineer, came to a talk she was giving at Google, people swarmed him to ask about his daughter. When they asked, “Have you ever seen Marissa talk before?,” he answered, “No. I’m Marissa’s dad. I like to work.”
Mayer doesn’t seem to have been a popular kid, but she shows no signs of having been tormented in the usual ways that smart, small-town midwestern girls can be. “I got to live in a bubble,” she said at the Y. “I was really good at chemistry, calculus, biology, physics in high school, and my teachers were genuinely supportive of that.” Wausau West yearbook photos show her in a science seminar discussing the Wausau Chamber of Commerce survey on students and working hours, performing a pom-pom routine for a Bush-Quayle rally, and, on the debate team, telling a judge why voting rights for the homeless weren’t needed. (The yearbook had a feature describing debaters as “nerds with attitude.”)
If she had any insecurities, Mayer didn’t manifest them outwardly. “In high school, Marissa was wicked smart and she knew it (not cocky, but very confident)” is how Lief Larson, who went to high school with her and is now a technology entrepreneur in Minneapolis, described her in a blog post. “She was always 100% business, all the time. She was not known as a ‘popular,’ but she was highly involved/diligent.” Larson added, “What ever she did, she tried to make it perfect.”
She applied to 10 colleges, including Harvard, Yale, and Stanford. After being accepted by all of them, she created a spreadsheet, ranking the schools by criteria such as median S.A.T. scores. It yielded Stanford, where she initially planned to major in biology or chemistry, with the goal of becoming a pediatric neurosurgeon “who taught at a medical school while taking exceptional cases,” as she described it. Upon realizing that she could do that with a degree from a state school, she changed her major to symbolic systems, a Stanford major that combines philosophy, cognitive psychology, linguistics, and computer science.
Employee No. 20
Afavorite Mayer story is about not noticing that she was a female in a mostly male world. At college one day, she was reading The Stanford Daily and laughing to herself about a column on campus celebrities, which included “the blonde woman in the upper division computer sciences classes.” She later told a reporter, “And I was, like, I’m a woman in the upper-division computer-science classes—I should know this person!” She has credited her obliviousness with her success. “Had I been self-conscious about being the only woman it would have stifled me a lot more,” she told the audience at the Y. And Mayer has explicitly rejected the feminist mantle. “I don’t think I have sort of the militant drive and sort of the chip on the shoulder that sometimes comes with that,” she said in a PBS documentary calledMakers. A former Google employee recalls Mayer being asked by an obnoxious radio host, “If I Google ‘Marissa Mayer naked,’ what will I get?” Mayer blew past it.
As one of Google’s highest-ranking women, Marissa Mayer became a Silicon Valley superstar, but inside the search giant her dazzle sometimes wore thin, with colleagues rebelling against her imperious style. In the wake of Mayer’s jump to run the struggling Yahoo, Bethany McLean asks whether she will be its savior or its next big problem. A year and a half in, the results are mixed.
By now the headline-getting series of events has become business lore. In the fall of 2011, New York moneyman Daniel Loeb, who runs the $14 billion hedge fund Third Point Capital, staged a raid on Yahoo, the well-known but struggling Silicon Valley company. After a brutal fight to depose the company’s C.E.O., he helped raid Google for one of its longest-serving and most famous executives, Marissa Mayer, then often called “the face of Google” or “Google’s glamour geek.” Last summer, on the same day that Yahoo announced that Mayer would be its new C.E.O.—becoming the youngest woman, at 37, to lead a Fortune 500 company—Mayer announced she was pregnant, thereby completing her journey from nerdy small-town Wisconsin girl to Stanford-educated engineer to business superstar to cultural idol.
By the time Mayer arrived at Yahoo it had long been a widely recognized brand, and even though the company had compiled a laundry list of mismanagement and missed opportunities, some 700 million consumers still logged in each month to check their e-mail, get news, see stock quotes, search, and more. But the company hadn’t launched a hot new product in years, and it had become something of a joke in Silicon Valley. The stock, from a peak of $118.75 in early 2000, was bumping along between $14 and $19 in the months before Mayer joined.
Most people in the Valley want to see Yahoo succeed, if only out of respect for its legacy. And they generally believe that, if anyone can fix Yahoo, it is Mayer. She is an engineer, and engineers are revered in the Valley. She is also a “product person,” which means that she has a track record of designing Internet-based products that people want to use. Product people, such as Facebook’s Mark Zuckerberg, are the reigning kings and queens of today’s Valley, because, the thinking goes, all the other parts of running a company can be delegated, but the ability to innovate cannot. On the surface, Mayer’s first year has been a stunning success. Yahoo’s stock has almost doubled, to around $31 per share, and she was recently named No. 1 on Fortune’s “40 Under 40” list, making her the first woman to achieve that honor.
To celebrate her one-year anniversary, her team sent a companywide memo, which technology reporter Kara Swisher, who runs the Web site All Things D with Walt Mossberg, got hold of. The memo encouraged employees to thank Mayer “for everything she’s done for Yahoo” by clicking on a link that read “yo/thxmarissa.” The messages (which ranged from “Thank you for epitomizing the values of a Yahoo superstar” to “Marissa, you rock” to “Best CEO I ever worked for”) were collected in a book that featured photos of Mayer—wearing a red shirt to address a sea of purple-shirted, mostly male engineers; conducting an interview with Barefoot Contessa food guru Ina Garten; and more. “Yahoo! thanks you, Marissa!” reads the spine of the book. Mayer then had copies of the book sent out.
But a glittering surface often deflects attention from a messier reality, and that’s true with Mayer and Yahoo. No one wants to sound as if they aren’t rooting for Yahoo or for her, and because Mayer didn’t cooperate for this article, even her friends were often unwilling to speak on the record about her. She’s anything but easy to categorize, in ways that are both interesting and possibly troubling for Yahoo’s future. “She is a confusing person,” says someone who has worked with her closely. “It is a mistake to paint her as an angel or as a devil.” Another executive who worked with her agrees that she is a hard person to understand. “There are some parts of Marissa World that are just inexplicably weird,” he says. “It doesn’t add up.”
There are two things about Marissa Mayer upon which everyone agrees. One is that she’s among the smartest people they’ve ever met. The other is that she has a superhuman capacity for work. Mayer says that she needs only four hours of sleep a night and that she pulled 250 all-nighters in her first five years at Google. “I don’t really believe in burnout,” she said in a speech last year at New York’s 92nd Street Y. “A lot of people work really hard for decades and decades, like Winston Churchill and Einstein.”
This superhuman energy seems to have been part of her from her earliest years in Wausau, a small city northwest of Milwaukee that is best known for the insurance company that carries its name. She told Vogue that she always had at least one after-school activity per day, from ballet to ice-skating, to piano, swimming, debate team, and Brownies; she was a standout debater whose team won a Wisconsin state championship, a member of the pom-pom squad, the president of the Spanish Club, and the treasurer of the Key Club; she has also said that by junior high she was doing ballet 35 hours a week.
At a talk at Stanford, when Mayer was asked what made her successful, her answer was simple: “I like to work.” She went on to say that, when her father, who was an environmental engineer, came to a talk she was giving at Google, people swarmed him to ask about his daughter. When they asked, “Have you ever seen Marissa talk before?,” he answered, “No. I’m Marissa’s dad. I like to work.”
Mayer doesn’t seem to have been a popular kid, but she shows no signs of having been tormented in the usual ways that smart, small-town midwestern girls can be. “I got to live in a bubble,” she said at the Y. “I was really good at chemistry, calculus, biology, physics in high school, and my teachers were genuinely supportive of that.” Wausau West yearbook photos show her in a science seminar discussing the Wausau Chamber of Commerce survey on students and working hours, performing a pom-pom routine for a Bush-Quayle rally, and, on the debate team, telling a judge why voting rights for the homeless weren’t needed. (The yearbook had a feature describing debaters as “nerds with attitude.”)
If she had any insecurities, Mayer didn’t manifest them outwardly. “In high school, Marissa was wicked smart and she knew it (not cocky, but very confident)” is how Lief Larson, who went to high school with her and is now a technology entrepreneur in Minneapolis, described her in a blog post. “She was always 100% business, all the time. She was not known as a ‘popular,’ but she was highly involved/diligent.” Larson added, “What ever she did, she tried to make it perfect.”
She applied to 10 colleges, including Harvard, Yale, and Stanford. After being accepted by all of them, she created a spreadsheet, ranking the schools by criteria such as median S.A.T. scores. It yielded Stanford, where she initially planned to major in biology or chemistry, with the goal of becoming a pediatric neurosurgeon “who taught at a medical school while taking exceptional cases,” as she described it. Upon realizing that she could do that with a degree from a state school, she changed her major to symbolic systems, a Stanford major that combines philosophy, cognitive psychology, linguistics, and computer science.
Employee No. 20
Afavorite Mayer story is about not noticing that she was a female in a mostly male world. At college one day, she was reading The Stanford Daily and laughing to herself about a column on campus celebrities, which included “the blonde woman in the upper division computer sciences classes.” She later told a reporter, “And I was, like, I’m a woman in the upper-division computer-science classes—I should know this person!” She has credited her obliviousness with her success. “Had I been self-conscious about being the only woman it would have stifled me a lot more,” she told the audience at the Y. And Mayer has explicitly rejected the feminist mantle. “I don’t think I have sort of the militant drive and sort of the chip on the shoulder that sometimes comes with that,” she said in a PBS documentary calledMakers. A former Google employee recalls Mayer being asked by an obnoxious radio host, “If I Google ‘Marissa Mayer naked,’ what will I get?” Mayer blew past it.