The Theatrical Spreadsheet

The cursor is blinking in cell F47 of the spreadsheet, a rhythmic, taunting little line that seems to know I’m lying. I’ve just adjusted the ‘Market Penetration’ variable from 3% to 7% because the pre-money valuation looked too low, and suddenly, the terminal value of this company has jumped by $127 million. My coffee is cold, and the air in the room feels thin, the way it does when you’ve been staring at a screen for 7 hours straight without blinking. It occurs to me, not for the first time, that I am participating in a high-stakes theatrical production where the script is written in Calibri font and the audience is a group of people who are just as desperate to believe the fiction as I am.

The Watchmaker’s Truth

Camille F. would find this entire process offensive. I can see her now, hunched over her workbench in a small, sterile room in the Jura mountains, her fingers moving with a precision that makes my heart ache. She is a watch movement assembler, a person who deals with physical realities that cannot be negotiated. If Camille tries to fit a balance wheel into a bridge and it’s off by a fraction of a micron, the watch simply does not tick. There is no ‘storytelling’ that can make a gear turn if the teeth don’t mesh. She works with 117 individual components, each one requiring a specific, unalterable pressure to seat. When I told her-over a very dry glass of wine last summer-that I was helping a company raise money at a $27 million valuation despite them having exactly zero revenue, she looked at me as if I’d just suggested that gravity was optional if you had a nice enough slide deck.

The Intersection of Needs

But that’s the secret, isn’t it? In the early stages, valuation isn’t a measurement; it’s a price. And price is just the intersection of two people’s psychological needs. The investor asks, ‘Why a $20 million post-money valuation?’ You start talking about your 5-year projections and the 37 comparable companies you found on PitchBook, but you both know the real answer is, ‘Because I need to raise $4 million, and if I give you more than 20% of my company right now, I won’t have enough equity left to hire the people I need to make this worth $400 million.’ It’s portfolio math disguised as financial analysis.

The Collective Delusion

I used to think this was a bug in the system. I used to feel a deep sense of impostor syndrome every time I hit ‘save’ on a financial model. I’d think about Camille F. and her tiny screwdrivers, and I’d feel like a fraud. But I’ve realized that this fiction is actually the most important part of the entire ecosystem. If we didn’t agree to pretend these numbers were real, nobody would ever build anything. It takes a specific kind of collective delusion to convince 27 smart people to quit their stable jobs and join a startup. It takes a massive amount of narrative force to convince a Limited Partner to lock their capital away for 7 to 10 years.

The valuation is the flag we plant in the ground to say, ‘Here is a place where we have decided value exists.’

[The spreadsheet is a prayer, not a proof.]

When Fiction Meets Physics

The tension comes when the fiction starts to fray at the edges. This usually happens around the Series B, when the cold, hard reality of unit economics starts to tap on the window. You can’t hide 17 consecutive months of high churn behind a ‘visionary’ valuation forever. Eventually, the gears have to mesh, or the watch won’t tick. But until that moment, the narrative is the only thing that matters. This is where most founders fail-they think they are selling a business, but they are actually selling a ticket to a future that hasn’t happened yet. They get bogged down in the ‘science’ of valuation and forget the ‘art’ of the story.

The Fragility of Belief

There is a specific kind of vertigo that comes with realizing our entire economy is built on these kinds of agreements. Stock prices aren’t ‘real’ in the sense that a rock is real; they are the sum total of what everyone believes everyone else believes. If everyone decided tomorrow that a specific tech giant was worth $7 instead of $700, it would be so. We live in a world of fiat everything-fiat currency, fiat fame, fiat valuation. It’s a fragile system, held together by the fact that we all benefit from the illusion.

I think back to Camille F. again. She once told me about ‘complications’ in watchmaking-features beyond the simple display of hours and minutes. A perpetual calendar, a moon phase, a tourbillon. These complications add immense value to the watch, not because they make it tell time ‘better,’ but because they are incredibly difficult to execute. They are a flex. In the world of startups, your valuation is your most complex complication. It doesn’t actually make the product better, but the fact that you could command that number tells the market something about your ability to manipulate reality.

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The Valuation Debt

I’ve made mistakes in this game, too. I once pushed for a valuation so high that it effectively killed the company’s ability to raise a follow-on round. We were so caught up in the ‘win’ of the high number that we forgot the valuation is also a debt you owe to the future. If you price yourself at $77 million today, you’d better be worth $157 million in 18 months, or the story ends very abruptly. It’s the ultimate ‘fake it till you make it,’ except the stakes are the livelihoods of your employees and the integrity of your reputation. I still feel the sting of that failure every time I see a ‘down round’ headline in the news. It’s a reminder that while the number is a fiction, the consequences of getting the fiction wrong are very, very real.

Suspending Disbelief

There’s a certain beauty in it, though, if you squint. It’s the same beauty you find in a great novel or a well-acted play. For a moment, we all agree to suspend our disbelief. We agree that this collection of code and tired people is worth more than the GDP of a small island nation. And because we believe it, we act as if it’s true. We hire, we build, we sell, we sweat. And sometimes-not often, but sometimes-the reality catches up to the fiction. The gears finally click into place, the watch starts to tick, and the $700 million valuation becomes a $7 billion exit.

I’m looking back at cell F47. I think I’ll change the growth rate back to 6%. It feels slightly more ‘honest,’ even though I know that honesty in a spreadsheet is just another form of branding. I think about Camille, probably just finishing her shift, placing one last tiny screw into a movement that will outlast both of us. Her work is perfect because it has to be. My work is ‘perfect’ because I’ve convinced you that it is.

We are all just trying to find a way to measure the unmeasurable. We use numbers because they feel safe, because they have edges, because they end in 7 or 3 or 0. But the value isn’t in the number. The value is in the shared commitment to the dream that the number represents. If you can understand that, you stop being a victim of the valuation game and start becoming a master of it. Just don’t expect Camille F. to understand. She’s too busy dealing with the truth.