Shvitz Rules

Weird shit at the Y sauna. Check it out: last week while enjoying a relaxing shvitz, some guy came in and stood butt naked, anointing himself  with grape seed oil (and I'm talking his whole body). He explained that he had been afflicted with dry skin. And the heat of the sauna helped the oil penetrate well. Did I want some? What I wanted, friends,  was to shove his crazy grape seed oiled ass back out the door. But The Frank Santos Code of Sauna Conduct strictly states that one must never touch a naked man anointed with any kind of oil, even if the contact is limited to a firm shove. I figured the steroid guy sitting next to me with the Marine tattoos on his biceps would set the situation right. Next day the grape seed oil dude was gone, only to be replaced by an even crazier guy with spandex bicycle shorts and a gallon jug of distilled water. Dripping with sweat, he slid off the bench and lay himself out on the floor where he proceeded to break wind in the most fearsome way - like he had eaten nothing but Beefarino for a month. And to make matters worse, the rotten bastard took up the whole floor, blocking the door. I nearly stepped on him in my desperate escape. I resolved never to go back. So now tell me, good people of the InterWebs, am I overreacting or that seriously some weird shit?