I lived in a truly decrepit houseshare once where the rear ring of the hob gave you an electric shock if you turned it on. Obviously, we reported this to the landlord who sent his mate round. Said mate looked at the cooker, took the knob off and went, “If you can’t turn it on, you can’t get a shock.” That was the solution.
Also, the washing machine broke and he just … took it away. Washed my clothes in the bath for about three months. Loved my time.